Ah-
The chain was like a shadow, instantly hitting yang Zhongguo's chest. Not only did his chest suffer a heavy blow, but more importantly, the spikes on the chain had pierced into his flesh.
With a stab and a pull, a large piece of flesh was pulled out.
That was why yang Zhongguo was groaning so miserably!
When he stumbled and knocked over his own table, he managed to stabilize his body. When he looked at his chest again, his clothes were torn and blood was dripping.
However, yang Zhongguo didn't have the time to care about the injury on his chest because the 20 small swords were coming after him.
At this critical moment, yang Zhongguo grabbed the marble table in front of him.
Dong Dong Dong-
With a dull sound, the small swords were bounced off the marble.
However, before yang Zhongguo could catch his breath, a fierce whistling sound came.
The spiked chains came crashing down again, and the entire marble table was smashed into two on the spot.