"Swish, swish, swish—"
The floating copper blocks shot forward at an astonishing speed, scattering towards the remaining Bronze Men.
Because one Bronze Man had already been killed in the recent fight, only four were left.
"Thud, thud, thud—"
A series of sounds rang out as the bodies of these Bronze Men were instantly pierced by countless copper fragments.
One by one, the Bronze Men, riddled with holes, were all swiftly killed by Long Yanjiao's move.
"Thump, thump, thump—"
The Bronze Men fell to the ground one after another, motionless.
This caused the cultivators who had been severely injured in the recent fight to show a look of shame and anger on their faces.
"Why? You clearly have such strong power, why didn't you take action earlier?"
Zhang Feifei lay on the ground against a wall, asking in pain, while the other injured cultivators also wore faces of disbelief.
Long Yanjiao faced these people's gazes and said only one thing,