Swish! Swish! Swish!
Hundreds of flying swords transformed into streams of light and stabbed downwards, Guo Yue's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly as protective light appeared on his hardened body.
The continuous clanging sound rang out incessantly, and the flying swords quickly pierced through the light curtain. Guo Yue screamed miserably, clutching his head and squatting down.
More than ninety flying swords instantly stopped a few inches above his head.
Zhao Zhen stood not far away, calm and composed, and spoke indifferently:
"Senior Brother Guo, do you still want to continue?"
Guo Yue waved his hand repeatedly: "No need, no need, Junior Brother Zhao, I admit defeat!"
Even though he had a body cultivator's strong flesh, he had no confidence in resisting the 'Hundred Sword Array', known for its slaughter.
"Senior Brother Zhao is so strong!!"
"Didn't even use a puppet, just won with the sword array!"
"I suddenly find Senior Brother Zhao very handsome!"
