叶辰, covered in blood, once again propped himself up with his sword, resolutely attacking.
He did not pursue the ultimate Sword Dao as people imagined; at this moment, he simply wanted to survive.
If he failed, the only path left was death.
This was his path, with no possibility of turning back.
His Sword Dao was thus unreasonable.
Then, with one strike, he sent Jiang Yuhu flying.
He couldn't help but think, so my life has long fused with the Sword Dao.
Thus, pursuing life is also cultivating the sword.
With the nine hundredth sword, Ye Chen moved from being evenly matched with Jiang Yuhu to being able to repel him with a single strike.
The final hundred swords appeared extremely long in his eyes, his whole body was injured, with blood continuously flowing.
If he could use other Gu, no, he shouldn't have such thoughts at this time.
He needed to focus all his mind on his sword.
