He held the ground with a long sword, knelt on one knee, his hands were covered with blood and his robe.

He knelt on the ground, and the blood soon flowed down from his body and accumulated into a small stall on the ground.

And there was a sword inserted into him.

This sword was just now pierced by a man in black robe and could not pull it out.

Now the sword pierced his body until his back.

The sharp sword tip was bleeding, and under the moonlight, the cold light was shining.

The man in black robe looked at Di Jiuqian who was kneeling on the ground and fell down.

By this time, there were only a few more than a dozen men in black robes left.

They surrounded Di Jiuqian, holding the long sword in their hands, as if they did not dare to act rashly.

Di Jiuqian lowered his head, his hands holding the long sword were extremely tight, and the white joints on his tight hands were stained with blood.

His hands did not tremble, nor did his body.

He knelt there, his whole body was extremely quiet, not knowing whether it was death or life.

The man in black robe looked at Di Jiuqian like this, then looked at his companion, and then the murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and all the long swords in his hand stabbed towards Di Jiuqian...
Chapter completed!