The dark underground warehouse was awash with blood, the blue eyes of the white-robed monsters extinguished, nailed to the ground by iron swords; their bodies were cut into pieces, indicating the fierce battle that had taken place.
Hua An casually tossed a deck of playing cards, the thin cards spreading like a waterfall, glinting with brilliant golden light; his technique was so exquisite, hiding deadly intent within the magician's tricks.
The cards howled as they tore through the air, and the Joker's smile was ghastly and terrifying.
Facing such a swift attack, Tang Yun was forced to raise her iron sword to block; though her slashes were as quick as a butterfly among flowers, she barely managed to fend off most of the lethal attacks but still got cut by the incoming cards.
