1887 Great Sword 5yr

Translator: LawEditor: Hitesh_

When Ji Hao made this sword move, everyone else was fighting with full power.
The space fell apart, and the Chaos power boiled.
Countless people surrounded Pan Yu and attacked again and again, like some headless flies flying around a mountain, attempting to tear it down with their fragile bodies!
Yu Meng, Yu Hu, and some other colony world saints didn't know how many times they had been slapped away by Pan Yu. They couldn't stop vomiting blood; their faces were ghastly pale and their powers unstable. They seemed to even directly fall from the level of saints that they had achieved not long ago.
They didn't remember how many times they had attacked Pan Yu or now many holes they left on his body, or how many of their friends died in his hands. Many familiar faces were gone, and some of their close friends had died, but Pan Yu continued floating in the air, unhurriedly waving his arms, as if nothing serious was happening.
Following a thunderous roar, Xing Tian raised his giant axe an