The eight sword sect's elder really didn't dare to take Zhao Hai's fist head on. When Zhao Hai's fist came, the elder's body moved, dodging it.
However, he had still underestimated Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai hadn't used his full strength in this punch. This punch seemed to be coming and going, but it had actually sealed off all of his escape routes. The eight sword sect elder didn't see this. He thought that Zhao Hai's punch was straightforward, so he wanted to let it pass. He didn't expect that as soon as he moved, Zhao Hai's fist would immediately catch up and still come for him. The eight sword sect's elder used several different movement techniques, but he still couldn't Dodge Zhao Hai's fist. Moreover, the fist was getting closer and closer.
The eight sword sect's elder felt a trace of killing intent. With a thought, four of the eight flying swords flew back to protect him, while the remaining four continued to attack Zhao Hai.
