Swordsmanship, Ink, works

    

the old mystic was now facing away from him, his body trembling slightly."What's wrong You're not afraid of these skeletons, are you""Nonsense, there's nothing to be afraid of."Wen Renlongyu retorted.... longer able to continue fighting.As the fight progressed, Qin Shaopeng's face grew increasingly grim. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead.In just a short minute, of the nine close-combat attackers,...