"A Sword Cultivator truly deserves to rule the world through the power of offense!"
Inside the Demonic Light War Chariot, Cheng Buzheng gazed at the two figures wreathed in Sword Qi and sighed with feeling.
Sword light flowed like water!
Pure and singular!
At this moment, Cheng Buzheng greatly admired the swordsmanship cultivation of this man and demon.
In terms of swordsmanship cultivation alone, these two far surpassed him.
Especially Ye Han's talent for comprehending the sword.
After all!
The Sword Bone Spirit Fish Clan was innately close to the Sword Dao, something the human race was far incapable of matching.
Even though Ye Han's aptitude for the Sword Dao was quite exceptional, how could he compare with the Sword Bone Spirit Fish Clan?
Now that this man and demon were locked in a stalemate, it only further revealed how terrifying Ye Han truly was.
Moreover, Sword One of the Demon Race was the young clan chief of the Sword Bone Spirit Fish Clan, his bloodline incomparably noble...
One could well imagine his talent for the Sword Dao.
Thinking back to how Ye Han had once relentlessly pestered him for guidance in the Sword Dao, Cheng Buzheng could not help but feel deeply moved.
Of course.
Cheng Buzheng's admiration for Ye Han extended no further than his swordsmanship cultivation.
If the path of the Sword Cultivator had not been incompatible with other paths, he would have chosen to cultivate the Sword Dao alongside his other cultivation back then.
Unfortunately, the Sword Dao could not coexist with other paths.
"What a pity!"
Cheng Buzheng looked at the Sword Qi soaring into the heavens and the streaking afterimages in the void, then softly sighed.
"Still, the sword duel between Ye Han and Sword One should be ending soon!"
At this time, the