Chapter 160: Strongly Slapping the Face

Su Sheng wielded the broken sword as if it were a knife, dancing it so tightly that it resembled a barrage of knives; no matter how the opponent tried to find an angle, they couldn't break through.

Each time they would be blocked by him, and soon, many of the swords in the hands of the crowd were damaged, inevitably developing notches, and even two of them had already broken.

While others couldn't break through, as soon as Su Sheng counterattacked, the tables turned, and simply no one could stop him.

"Ah!"

An elder screamed in agony as the broken sword was thrust into his shoulder, instantly rendering an arm limp and losing much of his combat capacity.

"How dare you!"

Another elder was injured, a broken sword tip piercing his right chest; though not fatal, he dared not move and promptly retreated to heal.

Boom!