These three swords are the unique skills of Qingfeng Island. When the three sword moves are thrust out, they form thousands of sword intentions, weaving into at least a hundred layers of sword nets.

The sword net became a shield, blocking him in front of him.

But it was useless. Wherever the sword rhyme touched, it was like destroying the dead, and the sword net was broken layer by layer.

Chi!

After a faint sound.

The sword intent that filled the sky disappeared without a trace.

The sky became clear again.

The lone wolf put away his sword.

With a clang, the Blood Drinking Sword fell to the ground, and it turned into fragments as if it were made of glass.

Everyone then looked towards Qi Hui and saw that he was standing motionless as if he had been cast on a restraining spell.

There was a thin mark on his forehead. It was white at first, then slowly turned into light red, then dark red, and then blood spattered from the mark.

boom!
Chapter completed!