Freak

"So you had another trick up your sleeve."

Feeling Lu Chong's aura surge abruptly, Hong Fang was first startled, then sneered disdainfully. "But with strength like this, you think you can stand against us? How ridiculous."

Eighth level of Dao Entry was still far weaker than their Dao Comprehension realm.

What was more, Lu Chong was facing two alone. Even with one more Gao Yuan added to his side, they had nothing to fear.

Lu Chong's Dragon Roar Sword wheeled through the air around him, guarding his body as he said coolly, "Won't we know if we try?"

Whoosh!

Before his words had faded, the Dragon Roar Sword was already screaming forward, aimed straight at Hong Fang's flying sword.

Hong Fang cultivated the Azure Edge Dao Art as well, but he had entered the Dao through a mid-grade Dao Seed, so his advantage in cultivation was not particularly great.

His flying sword had reached the level of five hundred inscriptions, scarcely different from Lu Chong's Dragon Roar Sword.

Yet after only one exchange of swords, Hong Fang's expression changed.

For he seemed to hear the wail of his own flying sword.

Focusing his gaze and sensing carefully, Hong Fang discovered in horror that over a thousand inscriptions had actually condensed upon Lu Chong's Dragon Roar Sword.

This utterly surpassed Hong Fang's understanding. It was clearly a Dao treasure inscribed with five hundred inscriptions—how could it wield over a thousand?

Unless the Dao Art realm of the Dao treasure's owner had already reached such a level.

But wasn't the limit of Perfection in the ninth realm of Dao Arts five hundred and twelve inscriptions?

This made no sense!

Before Hong Fang could unravel the crux of it, Lu Chong's Dragon Roar Sword had already smashed through his flying sword like bamboo