In a hurry, Han Yangjian could only try to block it with his sword.
The rain of swords disappeared in an instant.
There was a soft clink.
The two long swords collided.
The long sword in Han Yangjian's hand was blown away and broke into dozens of pieces in the sky.
"Puff..." Han Yangjian spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew backward, looking stunned. "How is this possible?"
Ding Hao did not chase after him. With a sneer on his face, he shook his head out of disappointment. "It seems that I have overestimated the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. I don't need three moves at all. One is enough to defeat you."
Han Yangjian struggled to steady himself while roaring in disbelief, "This is impossible. You cheated. What kind of sword skill was that? "How can Swordsmanship-seeking
