Lin Hao turned back, facing several menacing swords of True Essence. A glint flashed in his eyes before they settled into calm indifference.
Then, Lin Hao reached out in a certain direction and uttered two words: "Sword, come."
The moment he spoke, a streak of light shot across the sky at incredible speed.
At that moment, the swords of True Essence were less than three feet from Lin Hao.
In the next instant, the Evil-Slaying Sword, which had just been sent flying by the giant, was back in Lin Hao's hand.
Now, the swords of True Essence were less than a foot away.
A smirk touched Lin Hao's lips as he gracefully retreated.
The expressions of countless onlookers changed drastically, because the giant was right below him.
In the rush, some managed to forcefully halt their swords of True Essence, but those who lacked the strength could only watch as their attacks continued to descend.
CLANG!
