Even under the effects of the formation, the swords were still blown away and the emperor couldn’t stand still against the force of the fist.

“He’s bleeding.” However, a keen-eyed spectator noticed something far in the formation.

Everyone looked over at Li Qiye. Sure enough, blood was dripping down his fist. It wasn’t a serious wound, only a minor cut.

Nevertheless, this still moved the crowd because his fist had always come out just fine in these exchanges. In fact, he easily broke the previous sword. This only proved how incredible these ancient swords were.

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