Thinking of this, Qiao Suinian smiled. He took off his bronze mask, changed his clothes, drew his Haoye Dragon Blade, and then headed towards the alley he had come from.
"Xiao Li! Are you alright? Cheer up!"
In the alley, Zhao Xiangshan and her group were in a bad situation. Facing a whole alley of undead creatures, they were all engaged in a desperate battle, and some of them had already succumbed to the onslaught of so many undead creatures and lost their lives.
"Sister Xiang Shan, we really should retreat! This place is too terrifying, beyond our imagination!" Fang Yun drew her weapon and fought against the undead creature, her face showing distress.
Zhao Xiangshan's expression also turned somewhat grim; she hadn't expected that so many undead creatures could be hiding in this alley.
"Damn it, it's all that Ye Difeng's fault! If it weren't for that good-for-nothing, we wouldn't have ended up in this godforsaken place, and Little Li wouldn't have died here!"
Zhao Xiangshan's eyes were filled with malice as she vented her negative emotions directly on Qiao Suinian.
"Sister Xiang Shan... I'm sorry..." Fang Yun lowered her head with some guilt.
"Don't blame yourself, blame that coward! Let's retreat!" Zhao Xiangshan said coldly. "If I ever see him again, I'll tear him to pieces!"
Just as Zhao Xiangshan and her group were preparing to retreat, a commotion suddenly came from the undead horde.
Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget.
A man wielding a long sword raised and lowered his blade, each strike decapitating an undead creature. His movements were graceful and elegant, like a sword immortal from the heavens.
Those terrifying undead creatures were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered under his blade.
This scene stunned Zhao Xiangshan and the others.
"Who is this person? Such powerful swordsmanship!" Zhao Xiangshan's eyes gleamed with admiration.
“His build looks like Brother Di Feng…” Fang Yun said hesitantly.
"Ye Difeng? That good-for-nothing? Heh." Zhao Xiangshan shook her head with a cold laugh, her tone full of disdain. "Fang Yun, were you driven mad by that undead creature?"
"How could that coward Ye Difeng possibly come back to save us?"
"Besides, does he even have the ability? Look at that young man, his swordsmanship is superb, and his strikes are swift. He's clearly a terrifyingly powerful swordsman. How could that sleazy and sinister necromancer Ye Difeng compare?"
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