"Brother Zhang, will this really work?" Ye Wuming asked anxiously.
"Whether it works or not, we'll know after we try," Zhang Xiaohao said.
When the sword tip touched the protective barrier, there was no change whatsoever.
Zhang Xiaohao pressed the body of the sword against it.
The barrier, previously impregnable, immediately formed a three-foot-wide hole as it came into contact with the blood of Guan Wudong on the Fish Intestine Sword.
At the same time.
The blood of Guan Wudong on the Fish Intestine Sword rapidly disappeared, and the three-foot-wide hole began to shrink quickly.
"The hole is closing, hurry up and get in!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted.
Having said that, he pushed off the ground, darting straight in like a lightning bolt.
Ye Wuming didn't dare to delay, following suit and dashing inside.
"Phew! We finally made it in," Ye Wuming said.
"Let's go!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
