With each of Sikong Jue's sword strikes, Lu Changfeng blocked them one by one.
Lu Changfeng could feel the savagery in Sikong Jue's eyes gradually intensifying.
Under the influence of the Ancient Sword Bone Dragon bloodline, Sikong Jue found it easy to accumulate rage.
As Sikong Jue's rage rose, Lu Changfeng could feel the force behind his sword strikes increasing.
However, although his strength and speed were increasing, the last vestiges of his reason were rapidly fading.
His sword strikes grew increasingly thoughtless. Relying solely on speed and strength, he wanted to tear Lu Changfeng apart by brute force like a beast.
The fact that he was still attacking with his sword was probably the last bit of reason Sikong Jue had left.
As a result, Sikong Jue's rising rage instead worked in Lu Changfeng's favor.
Relying on the formless imitation ability of the Longevity Sword Dao, Lu Changfeng grew increasingly familiar with Sikong Jue's techniques as the battle went on.
Each of those techniques could be seen through at a glance.
They became increasingly easy and effortless to deal with.
Below the platform, the spectators had clearly noticed that something was wrong with Sikong Jue as well.
The aura of the Ancient Sword Bone Dragon emanating from Sikong Jue covered an extremely wide area.
Regardless of their cultivation realm, every spectator below experienced the same sensation as Lu Changfeng the moment Sikong Jue activated his bloodline power!
It was as though they were being watched by an ancient ferocious beast!
It was a fear passed down from ancient times, existing within their bloodlines.
Some ordinary spectators were even frightened into wetting their pants.
"Could this be something from the Sikong Family...?" In a private room on the second floor, the arena's elders had likewise sensed this ancient aura. Gongsun