"Not good!"
The instant the sharp sword sliced across the skin of the two outstanding sword cultivators, both reacted at once, fleeing from their original positions almost instantly. Yet it was obvious that they had still been one step too late.
Chen Fan's sword had long since reached an indescribable level of speed. This was the result of his thirteen years in seclusion, and also the first time he had struck since emerging—directly entering the peak state of that mirror image from back then.
The thirty years he had spent within that dark secret realm had allowed him to comprehend this state from the mirror image. Though he could not maintain it indefinitely, it could nevertheless send his strength soaring to terrifying heights!
One had to know that no matter how powerful a cultivator was, no one could enter their peak state the moment a battle began. That peak was often an extreme state forced out only when facing a tremendous crisis. Yet Chen Fan had entered such a state directly, leaving people utterly dumbfounded!
Splurt!
The two sword cultivators fled in opposite directions, their speed nearly pushed to its limit. Yet an excruciating pain still surged from both their throats as fierce, violent Sword Qi instantly flooded into them, madly destroying the vitality within their bodies.
"What a pity. I've fought alone for too long—I was a little distracted." Chen Fan's figure emerged in midair as he murmured with a trace of regret.
It truly was a pity. With his strength, he could have slain both of them in that instant. If only his speed had been just a fraction faster, the Sword Qi could have formed the Nine Palaces Sword Formation within their bodies and utterly extinguished their life force.
Upon the Ancient City's walls, the three Emperor-level