Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Time and again, Jun Dingtian was sent flying by Ye Xiwen. Now, no one would think Jun Dingtian could defeat Ye Xiwen anymore. Even the most clueless person could clearly see that although Jun Dingtian's sword dao was formidable, it could do absolutely nothing to Ye Xiwen.
His sword dao was incredibly mixed and varied. Though he could be considered highly proficient in it, compared to a peerless swordsman like Ye Xiwen, who had not only condensed a sword dao incarnation but had even directly condensed the character for sword, his disadvantage was laid bare.
Was Ye Xiwen really planning to kill him three thousand times?
"Looks like Jun Dingtian isn't all that impressive. These Three Thousand Sword Daos are nothing special!"
"That's how it looks. It seems impressive, but he was beaten half to death!"
Many people voiced their disdain for Jun Dingtian, as though his defeat was simply because his sword dao was fundamentally inferior to Ye Xiwen's.
"Fools!" Some old monsters at the Peak Myth Realm could not help but snort coldly. Casting sidelong glances at these newcomers, they sneered inwardly. These people were truly foolish. Did they really think Jun Dingtian had lost because his comprehension of the sword dao was so poor?
It was utterly ridiculous.
"Do you really think the Three Thousand Sword Daos are some inferior technique? If they were so poor, Jun Dingtian's top ten predecessors could never have attained the Dao. And people like you dare question a former god?"
"The reason for his crushing defeat is not that his technique is too weak. On the contrary, it is because Ye Xiwen is too strong—strong to the absolute extreme. Look at Ye Xiwen's sword dao. It is powerful and pure, without the slightest impurity. If I am not