"Puchi!" "Puchi!"
Strands of Sword Qi continued to collide with Qiu Tianrui's hands, instantly causing his palms to bleed profusely.
Yet, Qiu Tianrui seemed to feel no pain, persistently channeling True Qi to clash with those Sword Nets, as if he was determined to gamble everything.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Purple Qi and Sword Nets constantly clashed, producing dull sounds, and finally, after another muffled sound, a large opening was torn in the Sword Net.
Qiu Tianrui took a deep breath, hesitated not at all, and his figure, swift as lightning, dashed toward the opening torn in the Sword Net, and without any more pause, he sped off into the distance.
The middle-aged man's expression froze momentarily, clearly surprised by Qiu Tianrui's resolute decision. It should be understood that if Qiu Tianrui hadn't managed to break the Sword Net just now, he would have been torn apart by it instantly; this was truly risking his life.
