Three swords!
Stacked, crossed, locked together!
Three forces, each trying to seize control!
Guan Shunai and Cen Xian'er were locked in a contest of strength, while Lu Chengwen was basically being dragged along!
But whenever the balance between their powers broke for an instant, Lu Chengwen would seize the chance to exert himself, trying to become a third major force that controlled them both!
The three swords kept taking turns in command like this. One moment they moved according to Guan Shunai's will, only for Cen Xian'er to quickly seize control back; the next, Lu Chengwen would suddenly exert force and throw both women off balance, leaving them unable to control things...
Ouyang Fen struggled to crawl toward the door.
He couldn't take it anymore.
Not only had his ass been sealed shut, but his stomach was still working, and the urge to shit never stopped;
His mouth kept vomiting nonstop, to the point that it felt like his stomach was cramping; meanwhile, his body was covered in blade cuts and sword wounds, and his head hurt terribly too...
This was worse than death!
Worse than death!
Having crawled to the doorway, he said with difficulty, "Save... me... I can't... can't do this anymore..."
The three people behind him, their three swords locked in a contest. As soon as Lu Chengwen exerted force, the three swords stabbed diagonally outward, then with a swish, merged into one!
Squelch!
Hey! Tell me, did that feel good or not!?
Just say whether it felt good!
Ouyang Fen!
Ouyang Fen suddenly threw back his head and looked at the Five Little Powerhouses and the others before him. Two streams of hot tears ran down his face. "It... it's open..."
After saying that, he fainted dead away.
Two hours later.
Ouyang Zuoheng got out