At this time, the eight swords had already arrived in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info doesn't allow him to think too much, either accept death or resist it with all his might, and then maybe he can save his life.

The desire to survive made him temporarily abandon other thoughts, and when that desire became stronger and stronger, his mind finally regained its clarity, and at that moment, he finally felt that maybe he still had a chance, although the chance was not big, or even very slim, but it was an opportunity after all, and he finally thought that he should resist.

At the thought of it, he immediately took in a large breath to calm his mood a little more, and then, straightening his posture, he stood upright. Next, he raised his big knife violently, holding his hands tightly forward, and in the next moment, strings of true qi rushed out, enveloping his body and weapon.

At this point, his face regained his determination, as if he was very sure that he could melt away the other party's fatal move. Then, with a shout, he picked up his broadsword and raised it above his head, swirling and waving it. The heavy steel broadsword was danced easily by him like an ordinary light sword, and the speed was amazing, with a "woo" knife sound.

In an instant, one after another of true qi was born out of thin air, although it was out of thin air, it was also emitted from his blade, but because the speed was too fast, I didn't see the process of its generation. Like a fan that will expand infinitely, the true qi glows slightly, and it expands in all directions with an unbeatable power, as if it wants to fill the whole world.

However, the eight swords controlled by Yu Sheng still flew towards their targets, smashing through layer after layer of fans, and their speed refused to slow down at all, as if that was their destination, and they were determined to achieve the goal.

The big man still had the same expression, as if he had expected such an outcome, and he was still tirelessly waving the big knife in his hand. But in the next second, he used all his strength to make the broadsword turn in a circle, and then let go of his hand. The broadsword glittered with a blinding light and turned into a shooting star, dragging a tail of burning air behind it, like a giant broomstick.

Then, it crashed into the seemingly indestructible sword that was flying towards its chest, and the sword shook twice, and finally deviated from its original trajectory, crashing into the large tree next to it, and the broadsword, because it was blocked, spun and plunged deeply into a rockery.

However, the big man didn't care about this, because there were more sharp swords stabbing at various points on his body, and he could already feel the chill. Therefore, at the moment when the broadsword broke away from his hand, as if he had been summoned, the fan that was expanding infinitely suddenly shrank towards his palm, and this area did not matter, but he also brought the remaining seven swords, as if they had added a catalyst, and at this time their speed was difficult to describe in words, and even their shadows could not be seen...... But Dahan was not in a hurry, as if what he wanted was such an effect.

Because of his true qi, the seven swords may have really changed some trajectories, but at this time, they still shot towards the target. Eventually, the target's suicidal actions pushed himself to the brink of death. With so many swords so fast, while piercing his body, the remaining sword qi would definitely tear his body to shreds.

It was too late, it was fast, and the big man pulled the true qi violently again, and the seven swords shot straight towards the retraction of his palm, and then, he suddenly stopped retracting, and the true qi that had just been collected was sent out out of thin air again with lightning speed, and at the same time, with that force, he was bounced into the air five zhang away.

After a loud "boom", the seven swords did not slow down in the slightest and shot towards the place where the big man had been staying. "Boom", there was another loud bang, and the seven swords collided together, becoming a ball of light, radiating a fire that people did not dare to look at directly. In the next second, they finally couldn't stand the collision so violently that they all shattered. As the balls of light dissipated, they were infused with infinite power, shooting towards every empty seat.

A strong wind blew, and the big man who was floating in the air five zhang away was startled, knowing that the situation was not good, but he couldn't avoid it, and he had already consumed too much of his true qi just now. And now, his body is in the air, and there is no object to borrow force. So, he hurriedly tilted his head down his chest, dodging the deadly attack of two fragments, but his shoulder, his foot was hit by two other fragments. As soon as the fragments entered his flesh, they continued to drill into it until they touched the hard bones, and finally stopped, but they still used their spare strength to slam the big man to the ground.

"Plop", there was a sound of landing, a puff of dust was raised on the ground, and the big man's body fell heavily to the ground, and blood continued to bubble out like a spring, as if it was water. There was a heart-piercing pain in the bone marrow, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. He struggled to sit up, raised his hand on his shoulder, and tapped his chest a few times, trying to stop the bleeding, but the "spring" was too big, and the bright blood was still flowing, but not so fast.

He grabbed the sleeve of his shirt hard, pulled it violently, tore off two strips of cloth, and then bandaged the wound a little with the help of his mouth. Seeing that the strip of cloth was quickly dyed red, the big man didn't care about it anymore, he sat up cross-legged, and slowly waved his palms to carry out the gong, which was the only way for him to stop the bleeding, extend his life, and then continue to fight.

He knew that at such a moment, the dignified leader of the city-state would not suddenly attack, for the sake of the so-called face and the so-called honor.

However, how could he guess the mind of the leader of the dignified city-state? The hand went to the ground, and the fragment of a sword was sucked up, and the next moment, it shot straight towards the big man's chest!

Dahan didn't dodge in the slightest, and he couldn't dodge, he didn't even open his eyes, he knew that he was a king and a loser, just now, didn't he want to ask for other people's lives, he could only blame himself for being inferior to others. The destiny is like this, and the only way to accept it is to accept it.

The shards of the sword plunged straight into his heart, and a feeling that he had never felt before, as if it wasn't too painful, except that the contents of his mind were disappearing at a rate he had never felt before, and his hands and feet were beginning to lose control. The next moment, his body fell.

Yu Sheng slowly walked to his side, glanced at him and said, "You're right, I want to get her, I want to get her, no one can fight with me!"

As he spoke, he walked over to Qingshuang, who was already unconscious, and used the same technique to smash a broken sword into his body. When he had done that, he swept forward and disappeared into silence.

Qingshuang's body shook violently, and then she didn't move again!