Clang! Song feishuang's body was sent flying backward. He was sent flying, and the sword in his hand had also flown out. He had already exchanged more than a hundred blows with Zhao Hai. Finally, Zhao Hai seized an opportunity and sent him flying with a sweep of his staff. He could no longer hold on to his sword and was sent flying. He also spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, Zhao Hai didn't stop. He moved and chased after song feishuang. He swung his staff at song feishuang. Song feishuang noticed Zhao Hai's movement. When he saw Zhao Hai chasing after him, his expression changed. Then, his eyes flashed with determination. At the same time, he put his hands together and slapped on his dantian.
As song feishuang patted, a blood-red sword shot out of his mouth. The Blood Sword was extremely fast as it flew towards Zhao Hai.
