Whenever a wound was sealed, the Knife Intent would clash with the Sword Intent, then erupt with a continuous tearing force, expanding the wound.
"Monk, how much longer will you goddamn take?"
The swordsman could no longer bear it and finally cursed: "If I wait any longer, I'm going to be killed by him."
Though he, a cultivator of the Seventh Realm of Divine Power in Blade Dao, couldn't defeat a Sword Cultivator of the Sixth Realm of Divine Power, it made his heart filled with rage.
But now, facing this life-and-death crisis, he couldn't afford to care about that anymore.
Given the current situation, if he didn't receive assistance soon, he would die under Chen Yi's sword in no time.
Even if he could hold on, under the explosive Sword Intent in those wounds, the Sword Dao Divine Sense within him was being rapidly consumed.
Simply in terms of the consumption of Divine Sense, he was not a match for Chen Yi.
"Hurry up!"
