A stream of salty blood rushed up his throat. Yunxiao swallowed it down and stared ahead with a cold gaze.
He had used his spiritual energy to the limit just now, which had caused a large area of his meridians to tear. His aura had instantly fallen, and he was breathing heavily in the air.
The surface of his body glowed with a faint golden light. Power swirled around five of the eight gates like a Nebula, constantly repairing his physical body.
At this moment, the sword Qi vortex in the sky was gradually weakening, and the countless sword talismans were slowly being destroyed.
"How is that possible? How is this possible?"
Shi kangcheng muttered to himself in shock. The other elders and protectors were so shocked that they could not speak.
Qi GUI's face turned pale, and large beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He recalled how unruly he was when he first met this person and wanted to teach him a lesson. A feeling of fear welled up in his heart.
"BOOM!"
