Yu Yu's face was dim. He knew that he was not an opponent, but his subordinates were not slow. He knew that Hou RI Tuo was big and wanted to win with his skills. The flying swords in his hands were flying. All the swords came together again, and a fan-shaped sword circle was soon formed in front of Yu Yu's chest.

"ink leaf lotus!" Yu Yujiao had a drink, and the flying sword in his hand was light. The fan-shaped sword circle on his chest was suddenly hoisted, like a dark green lotus shaped blade, which was whirling away. The huge and heavy sword spirit was rippling, and even...