章 868: The Sword of Judgement (II)

There in the front yard of Peach Mountain, thousands of swords of light were roaring around the middle-aged man while his thin sword flickered seamlessly around him. Many were thinking that this man might be able to hold up and eventually strike back. But Zhao Nanhai had become worried and frowned, saying, "Creating a cage of swords?"

No wonder he was the strongest from the South Sea branch. He had figured out Ye Hongyu's true strike behind the thousands of swords. During their fight in the Verdant Canyon, even Jun Mo was trapped by Ye Hongyu's tens of thousands of swords, not to mention this middle-aged man. The second ranking among the South Sea group was a tall and thin elderly man. He realized how fierce the storm of swords would become and stepped out from behind Zhao Nanhai. He reached out his right hand and shot out a strand of Haotian's Divine Flame, trying to shield the middle-aged man from the storm of swords.