"How strong is he, really?"
Tang Yuan murmured in shock.
Lu Feng and the others were all filled with curiosity upon hearing this.
Unfortunately, no one knew Artisan Hero's true strength, nor did anyone dare provoke him lightly and force out all of his power.
After two encounters, Lu Feng could be certain of one thing: Artisan Hero was by no means weaker than One Finger Slaughter or Bai Ju, both among the top ten of the Heaven List. The intangible aura emanating from all three carried the same terrifying pressure.
If Artisan Hero had intended to claim a place on the Heaven List, he would certainly have been capable of squeezing into the top ten.
With Wu Jin's death, the sword formation settled down, and countless longswords flew back into the skies above.
For a time, the surroundings were terrifyingly silent;
The wind still blew, as though nothing had happened;
Yet the huge, ravaged crater on the official road and the dust drifting across the sky told everyone that this place had just witnessed an utterly horrifying battle.
"Why isn't Senior coming down?"
Ye Fan hesitated, unable to understand Artisan Hero's intentions. The Sun Family's people had clearly already been dealt with, so why had he not withdrawn the formation and come down?
At that very moment, a subtle formation suddenly spread out, enveloping several li around them in an instant.
Everyone was immediately alarmed.
A sense of unease spread through the air.
Had Artisan Hero regarded them as enemies?!
Amid their shock, three flying swords suddenly shot toward them and came to a halt overhead.
"Senior—" Lu Feng called out to Artisan Hero, declaring his identity. But before he could say more, the three hovering flying swords abruptly turned as one, their Sword Tips all pointing at him.