The sword light flashed, and ghostly wails shook the sky. Then, the wind and clouds dispersed. Everything was over. Zhao Hai stood in the sky. Behind him, three cultivators from the harsh sword sect stood there. Then, their bodies swayed and they fell. However, before they could land on the ground, they were already kept into Zhao Hai's space.
It did not take long for Zhao Hai to take care of them. This did not mean that Zhao Hai was much stronger than Yan Bei. After all, when Yan Bei faced them, there were five of them. Furthermore, the five of them were at their peak. Yan Bei had injured two of them. By the time he faced the three of them, he was already injured. Naturally, he was no match for the three.
