บท 1307: Losing the Fight and Escaping

The blinding light gradually dissipated, and someone appeared in the air.

It was none other than the Ninth Servant.

One of his arms was torn off. Sword will penetrated right through his body, staining his clothes in red.

His face looked rather ashen, and there seemed to be blood at the corner of his mouth.

However, his eyes still looked deep and terrifying, shining with frightening coldness.

So this is the present Ye Futian has gotten for me, huh? he thought.

That one sword that was meticulously prepped did more than tear his right arm off when it struck him The terrifying space-tearing powers contained within attempted to tear his entire being apart as well. Furthermore, that formidable sword will had indeed managed to hurt him; however, he suppressed it forcibly by using his overwhelming might of the great path, preventing his body from being shredded apart.

His injuries were grave at that moment.