Li Hao kept thinking.
Perhaps, he would gain something if he went to sword city. Sword Saint had lived there for many years, so he might be able to find some unique insights of Sword Saint. Also, if the Li family were all killed, what would his status be?
He suppressed the thought and once again comprehended the might of a venerable sovereign!
The immense pressure forced him to retreat continuously.
The feeling of qi and blood being depleted!
At this moment, Li Hao took out two words: Zhan Tian!
This was also left behind by the blood Emperor!
Sure enough, as soon as these two words appeared, the pressure was weakened a little, and Li Hao could even continue approaching the saber.
Li Hao, on the other hand, was also very bold. After some consideration, he covered himself with the word and continued to approach the blade. He only stopped when he could see the cat clearly.
It was a fat cat, and it seemed to be sleeping.
