In his shock, Wan Zhaokun could only raise his arms to protect his head.
In the next second, bright lights drowned him.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
In less than a second, Wan Zhaokun's chest, abdomen, arms, thighs, and crotch were stabbed dozens of times.
He had obviously cultivated some kind of Physical Enhancement martial technique. The place where the sword hit emitted a muffled sound as if it had hit leather.
However, this kind of Physical Enhancement martial technique wasn't as powerful as the Forbidden Golden Armor. It wasn't enough to completely block the attacks of Lin Shen and his clones.
Moreover, they were using the Seven Star Sword, a talisman weapon that was only inferior to enchanted armaments!
By the time the light that filled the sky disappeared, there were already dozens of wounds on Wan Zhaokun's body. Blood flowed down, dyeing him red.
Wan Zhaokun's face was pale, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.
