Chapter 161 - Entering the Sword Valley

As soon as he stepped into the Ten Thousand Swords Valley, Fang Hao felt as if he had fallen into a giant ice cellar, and the hair on his body stood on end with a "shua"! It wasn't from the cold, but from that omnipresent Sword Intent that was sharp enough to cut through skin! The air seemed to be filled with countless invisible small knives, scraping against his skin until it stung, and even his breathing carried a scent of rust and slaughter.