One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords.

In the time it took them to breathe, the two of them fought for who knows how many rounds. The swords in their hands touched each other back and forth and they didn't know how many times. The swords in their hands passed each other faster and faster. The cold wind blew around them, and there were also two people.

Because they fought so quickly, even the naked eye couldn't see clearly the speed of the two people's attacks.

quick--

too fast.

In the middle of the fight between the two, only the vague shadow of the sword could be seen in the dark night, as well as the clanking, clanging sounds, and the sound of touching. In an instant, the rhythm began to become faster, and the anger also became tense.

stand up.

Both of them used their special skills and displayed their strength to the fullest.

Attack, defend.

The theory of picking off tricks is very simple, but keeping up with the rhythm of the two is not an easy task.

The speed of the fight between the two is getting faster and faster. This is almost a fight that shocks each other's nerves. The sword in their hands is either for defense or attack. If the nerves cannot keep up with the speed of the fight, others will take advantage of it.

Once someone else takes advantage of it, one of them will die.

but--

The two of them were actually able to keep up with each other's speed.

Feng Baiyang's swordsmanship is first-rate, and Ye Xuan's swordsmanship is also first-rate.

This fight lasted for an unknown amount of time.

All I know is that the speed of the fight between the two was almost terrifying. Like lightning, it started in an instant and passed in an instant. The eyes could not distinguish clearly. It was impossible to imagine how the two people's thoughts could keep up with the process of the fight.

, the brain can barely react.

Ga!

Finally, the two seemed to have reached their limit. At this time, they charged each other with swords and hit each other, then suddenly separated!
Chapter completed!