The iron chain was barbed, and when it wrapped around those people's bodies, they immediately screamed in pain. Although they used flying swords, they were not martial arts practitioners, so it was impossible for them to bear the pain.
Zhao Hai looked at them and smiled. With a wave of his hand, a slave array flew over them. After being hit by the slave array, they screamed and fainted.
With a wave of Zhao Hai's hand, the iron chains wrapped around the men were retracted. Then, the Jasper golden sword was also kept. Next, waves of green light emerged from Zhao Hai's hand. The wounds on the men's bodies healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. In the end, they completely disappeared.
After that, the group of people woke up a few more times before fainting again. In the end, they all woke up again. One of them stood up and bowed to Zhao Hai. He said in unison, " "Greetings, master."
