He dashed into the sword again!
The killing intent that suddenly rose was poised to strike.
Eyes, throat, heart- these three points formed a line, but there was an obvious deviation in it, especially the later two, which created a thirty-degree tilt.
In the void left by this deviation, Pei Ye tilted his body slightly, allowing one sword to pass through his shoulder, another sword burst open his big arm, blood spurted out, but he already crashed into Shang Huaitong!
Their eyes met fiercely!
On the viewing platform, countless people leaned forward and stared, their mouths agape.
This was an extremely dangerous, illogical move, leading to a similarly dangerous, illogical situation.
People had watched five or six consecutive rounds of attack, waiting for someone to "retreat"- this was a given.
