A chill surged through my heart. Without relying on any immortal force or putting on airs, just this one sword strike alone was enough to rank among the pinnacle of swordsmanship!
And this sword strike was definitely no weaker than the earth-shattering strike Li Taichong had unleashed when he drew his sword! What was more, this strike was even more domineering and purer, as though he had been possessed by a demon!
If Senior Brother Yan fought him, relying solely on swordsmanship to oppose him, this Sword Demon's strike would probably frustrate Senior Brother Yan to no end. After all, even I had no idea how Senior Brother Yan could withstand it!
I didn't dare say anything. I seriously committed to memory the way he had gathered his concentration and calmed his mind just now, along with his method of drawing his sword like a mountain collapsing and a river being severed. Then I waited for his second strike!
Whoosh!
Another sword strike shot out, and the Sword Demon's sword became three times faster! This strike was even more devilish, directly carving a pitch-black sword trail through the space ahead! The afterimage seemed as though it would never vanish, lingering for more than a second before quietly fading away. When I looked at the ground, I found that the grass had actually been split apart, leaving a mark. I was utterly awestruck!
Whoosh!
Before I had even come to my senses, the Sword Demon struck again, accompanied by another roar like a maddened demon's furious howl. The emotions I had been suppressing to the limit exploded in an instant!
But when I looked toward that sword trail, I suddenly froze. I had thought the Sword Demon would unleash some kind of swift sword strike to break through the limits of