A flicker of surprise crossed Chen Xiaojun's eyes as two pairs of fierce sword lights tore through the air toward him.
He did not move, but both hands had already tightened around his sword hilts. As he drew a deep breath, dazzling sword aura erupted from both blades.
"Kill one man every ten steps, leave no trace over a thousand miles. Sword Aura: Hundred-Step Flying Sword!"
With a low shout, Chen Xiaojun swung the Chengying Sword. A white sword aura surged skyward like a white dragon rising from the sea.
Then he turned, tracing an elegant arc with the Chun Jun Sword. "Draw the Sword to Pacify the Four Seas, Raise the Spear Against Ten Thousand. Sword Aura: Sweep Across the Eight Directions!"
Black sword aura surged up like a black dragon and met the white dragon, forming a massive cross of crisscrossing sword aura.
The black and white dragons wheeled and danced through the air. Wherever their sword aura passed, space itself seemed to warp beneath its tremendous power, releasing a pressure that made hearts tremble.
That pressure weighed as heavily as a mountain, inspiring involuntary fear.
Since they were his own brothers, Chen Xiaojun had restrained his strength as much as possible, but the power of these two sword aura techniques was still astonishing.
When they struck Chen Zhouzhao's and Chen Jieqi's attacks, several thunderous booms rang out. The Wind-Thunder Twin Swords' storm of sword qi shattered instantly.
Chen Zhouzhao and Chen Jieqi reeled as though struck by a heavy blow and were hurled straight out of the arena. Bracing themselves with their Seven Kill Swords, they carved long sword marks along the ground before finally stopping. A trickle of blood ran from each man's mouth.
"That felt great! Now that's more like it. So these are sword