Every time Ye Chen made a move, Yu Sheng became more passive in the battle. Gradually, Yu Sheng had completely fallen into the rhythm of Ye Chen's attacks!

At the 200th sword, Yu Sheng had been completely suppressed by Ye Chen and could only keep parrying. At the 400th sword, Yu Sheng's injuries became more and more serious. Those injuries that at first seemed worthless

The minor injuries I mentioned gradually turned into an extremely heavy burden during the battle!

Yu Sheng's expression also changed from calm at the beginning to solemn and nervous now!

He was actually subconsciously counting the number of times Ye Chen made moves!

Seven hundred and one swords...

Seven hundred and ten swords...

Seven hundred and twenty swords...

As the number of Ye Chen's attacks approached the seven hundred and thirty-sixth, Yu Sheng's expression became more and more horrified, the blood in his body became cold, and his tense nerves were under unimaginable pressure!

Finally, the 736th sword!!!

At this moment, a streak of extremely cold air, with wisps of black energy, swirled around the sword edge, violently knocked away the golden spear in Yu Sheng's hand, and slashed it towards his chest!
Chapter completed!