As they spoke, another deafening bang rang out from the arena below.
Another of Gu Yu's blade shadows shattered.
But just as it had several times before, the instant that blade shadow shattered, another immediately took its place, wave after wave hacking relentlessly at Pang Zhong's Blade-Edge Hurricane.
Yet Dongfang Yuejian soon discovered that although Gu Yu's successive blade shadows completely halted the advance of Pang Zhong's Blade-Edge Hurricane, the blade qi shooting out of it could still slash Gu Yu in the gaps between his alternating blade shadows.
Once or twice, Gu Yu's protective gang qi and battle armor could withstand it.
But after dozens or hundreds of strikes, his protective gang qi was bound to be breached a few times.
As a result, blade qi kept cutting into Gu Yu as he unleashed the Sea-Turning Form.
The parts protected by battle armor fared better.
The unprotected parts had long since become a bloody mess.
At the deepest wounds, even bone was visible.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
Even so, Gu Yu continued holding his ground against Pang Zhong with the Thousand Kills Blade's Sea-Turning Form, as though he had not noticed at all.
In less than the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Gu Yu had become a figure drenched in blood.
Looking at the blood-soaked Gu Yu, Dongfang Yuejian said gravely:
"Gu Yu is staking his life on this."
Beside her, Master Xuanzhi intoned "Amitabha," then said with a frown:
"He is not merely staking his life. Right now, should his resolve waver in the slightest, or should he make a mistake in circulating his true essence and qi and blood, his blade force will collapse in an instant."
"And he himself will surely be churned into a puddle of flesh and blood by