In an Upper Sky battle, not to mention getting injured, even the suppression of the temperament would be unfavorable to the situation. Not to mention the body getting hit by the sword intent directly.
Qin Wushuang’s powerful sword intent had directly bore a giant hole on the body of Number Eight. Bleeding profusely, the color on the face of Number Eight changed drastically as he took a few steps back.
In a battle between fellow disciples, only a winner and loser would be determined. The life and death of one would not get judged. After Qin Wushuang had succeeded in this attack, he did not chase to kill. Instead, he withheld his swords and looked at Number Eight lightly.
Once the other party showed signs of struggling, he would greet him with attacks continuously until he had completely got rid his battle strength.
