Boiling blood

"Is there anyone else?" The last person reacted and his hair stood on end. What greeted him was a bloody scimitar shadow, as fast as lightning.
He raised his sword to meet the attack and attacked with all his strength. With a snap, the sword broke and a sharp light flashed before his eyes. Blood spurted out of his chest and his upper body slid sideways, with his internal organs gushing out.
Amid the shock and fear of the crowd, the powerful War King died.
"Yingfeng?!" Xue Yulong's eyes...