In the middle of the night, an icy wind blew slowly. Two Daoists stood there motionless, longswords in hand. Combined with their hollow eyes, they truly looked like a pair of corpses.
Uchiha Shin stared at the two men without relaxing in the slightest. He could tell that they were both exceptionally powerful.
Whoosh!
The two Daoists flew toward Uchiha Shin together, the cold gleam of their longswords flashing as they thrust at his heart and abdomen.
Their speed was not fast, yet they were incredibly difficult to resist.
Watching their attack, he had no idea how he should defend himself. No matter how he tried to resist, it felt as though their swords would strike him.
This made Uchiha Shin curious and surprised. The attacks of these two men were somewhat similar to the swordsmanship he had practiced before.
Although the sword technique was slow and could seemingly be evaded, anyone facing such an attack would not know how to dodge it.
Attacks like these were the most troublesome and helpless to deal with.
Others might have been at a loss when faced with such an attack, but Uchiha Shin was no ordinary person. His swordsmanship was somewhat similar to this style, so he naturally knew how to handle it.
Drawing his Black Gold Soul-Seizing Fan, Uchiha Shin flashed forward and charged at the two attacking Daoists.
His charge looked like he was throwing himself onto their swords to die, but it was a desperate bid for survival.
Since he did not know how to evade such an attack, he would meet it head-on and confront them directly.
Only then would he have a sliver of hope and be able to break open this passive situation.
Otherwise, changing the situation would be extremely difficult.
Clang!
Their weapons collided, and