Once they reached the fourth level, the magical beast's strength was clearly not on the same level as the three floors below.
It was more than twice as strong, whether it was the strength of its body or its speed.
Under the pincer attack of the four Ice Plain Beasts, Ye Qiubai, whose body was slightly thin, was sent flying!
He spat out a mouthful of blood!
The wooden sword in his hand was also trembling violently.
If Ye Qiubai hadn't held the wooden sword in his hand with all his might, it would probably have left his hand.
A sword cultivator could injure himself, he could not defeat his opponent but, he could not drop or put down the sword in his hand from the beginning to the end!
This was Ye Qiubai's understanding of sword cultivation.
If he could not even hold the sword in his hand, how could he reach the Peak Stage of the Sword Dao?
Ye Qiubai knelt on one knee on the ice at an extreme temperature.
