Yu Wuhen almost lost his grip of Chu Qingchuan when he was hit in the arm. However, he forced himself to endure the pain and hold her tighter.
A second later, over ten swords rushed towards Yu Wuhen all at once.
Chu Qingchuan looked at the swarm of swords with her big eyes, then at the same emotionless Yu Wuhen who seemed like not even thunder could shake him.
Yu Wuhen suddenly took off, dodging those swords in the nick of time.
However, he couldn't find a suitable place to land because there were more servants than before on the ground.
He averted his gaze and realized that four of his men were already defeated in battle.
Yu Wuhen tightly clenched his fists and flew in one direction, using his instincts.
A second later, dozens of swords rushed towards him.
Yu Wuhen coughed up a big mouthful of blood. He wanted to take off again, but he realized that his body wasn't listening to him.
