Chapter 905: Twenty Went Out. Forty Came Back!

Zhou Cang spat out two icy words. The Longquan saber in his grip trembled with a sharp, unwilling hum. Even Zhou Cang himself flushed crimson, his legs shaking faintly beneath him. He clearly had not fully mastered this so-called killing move. The Turner family's saber arts had always been bold and domineering. Every strike carried crushing force. This sixth form, forged from the first five, was a blade meant to end lives. Once it was unleashed, someone died. The terrifying pressure rolling off...