"Go!"
With a furious cry from Jing Shajue, the seven suspended swords, like silver dragons, thrust towards Li Huai like a piercing bamboo.
The whooshing sound of the penetrating air was ear-piercing. Some ordinary people found it unbearable, and symptoms of tinnitus had already started to appear.
"Is this Jing Shajue's ultimate move? He can send out thousands of swords to enemies in an instant with these seven swords. Even if the opponents have three heads and six arms, it would be difficult to resist."
"It is said that Jing Shajue is a nine-star master, about to be promoted to the Yellow-level master!"
