Dao Lord Taichu furrowed his brows, determination flashing in his eyes.
He had never encountered such a powerful opponent in battle before. Kuang Ren's strength made him feel immense pressure.
Yet Dao Lord Taichu's ambition and his resolve to pursue power kept him from admitting defeat so easily.
Kuang Ren was the embodiment of madness in battle. His smile grew even more savage, and his eyes brimmed with fighting spirit.
He knew that his battle with Dao Lord Taichu was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could defeat Dao Lord Taichu, his name would spread throughout the world.
Their sword techniques grew increasingly ruthless, their speed as fast as lightning, every swing carrying the force of collapsing mountains and cracking earth.
They darted through the sky like two bolts of lightning meeting and then parting in an instant, locked in an evenly matched struggle.
The surrounding spectators were stunned by the ferocity of the battle. Neither side showed any intention of yielding, and the fight had reached its most intense stage.
Every collision between Dao Lord Taichu and Kuang Ren set off explosive cracks in the air, as though the world itself trembled at their duel.
As the battle continued, Dao Lord Taichu gradually grasped the intricacies of Kuang Ren's swordsmanship.
Kuang Ren's sword moves changed endlessly, each stance containing profound sword intent, forcing Dao Lord Taichu to remain vigilant at all times.
Wisdom gleamed in his eyes as he tried to find a way to break Kuang Ren's swordsmanship.
Kuang Ren, meanwhile, maintained his soaring fighting spirit. He knew that as long as he continued suppressing Dao Lord Taichu, victory would not be far away.
His swordsmanship was like a hurricane, not only fierce in attack but also incredibly swift, making it difficult for Dao Lord Taichu to respond.
Suddenly,