Twelve awe-inspiring Evil Swords, dark and fierce, but not losing their wildness, complement each other and form a hidden sword array.
Yuan Jianyi urged his strength to its limit, unrestrainedly unleashing his sharp sword energy. With techniques like hook, hang, point, thrust, pierce, deflect, chop, the simple sword form demonstrated the fullest sword intent, standing defiantly to block the might of the Jue Jian.
Yet there was still a gap between him and Xuanyin Sword Residence. After blocking seven Xuanyin Demon Swords, he was already battered and wounded.
If he wasn't born with sword bones, his sword body far surpassing others of the same realm, he would have been dead on the spot.
The eighth sword, the Evil Sword pierced through the sword energy, horizontally cutting through his chest, erupting a large plume of blood.
"Puff—"
Yuan Jianyi was gravely injured; one more sword, and it would be his end.
