One of the warriors was holding a long sword. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword cut through the sky and stabbed his opponent.

The other person, holding a sword in hand, faced the difficulty.

Keng!

The long sword and the sword collided with each other with a crash, fire splashed out, and powerful battle fluctuations spread quickly.

The snowflakes on the peak were blown away in an instant.

In the void clouds, Fang Chen paid serious attention to this battle.

"Although his swordsmanship is rough, it contains a very high philosophy of swordsmanship."

The two men fighting on the mountain peak were very weak. Fang Chen could kill them with just one finger.

Fang Chen's eyes were a little deep, looking down.

In his mind, he was recalling the swordsmanship performed by the swordsman just now.

At this moment, the battle below came to an abrupt end.

"snort."

The man holding the sword snorted coldly and shook his sleeves, "Next time, I will definitely defeat you."

This time, the two fought to a draw, and he was unwilling to do so.

He has been practicing hard for hundreds of years in order to defeat this guy in front of him and prove to the world that the way of sword is the strongest way.

"Do you still remember the agreement we made?"

The sword cultivator said slowly: "When we came out of the small town together, we promised each other that we would be good brothers no matter what in the future. However, now, because of some fame and fortune, you draw a sword against me. Your heart

Changed.”

Having said this, the sword cultivator shook his head slightly, "Your mind is already messed up, your way is also messed up, you will never be able to defeat me."

Buzz!

Suddenly, the sword cultivator suddenly flicked his fingers, and a loud sword cry sounded from the long sword.

"Do you feel it?"

The sword cultivator pointed at the sword and said with a smile.

"Humph, you are trying to be mysterious."

The sword-wielding warrior said coldly, as if he was very disdainful. "Your swordsmanship, in my eyes, is nothing more than this. A hundred years later, if you are still here, I will use the strongest attack to defeat you."

After the words fell, the man with the knife prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, a melodious voice suddenly appeared.

"You'll never have a chance to defeat him."

"who?"

The two warriors were stunned, looking around, their faces becoming solemn.

Fang Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, walked out of the clouds, landed on the mountain peak, and looked at the two people with a smile.

"Who are you?"

The man holding the knife felt the terrifying power in Fang Chen's body and asked in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what I just said."

"Hmph, why do you say that I will never defeat him?" The man holding the knife said. "Are you the master and can predict the future?"

Fang Chen shrugged, "I'm not the master, and I can't predict the future, but I can see that your sword technique has flaws. If you don't improve it, you will never be able to defeat him."

"snort."

The man holding the knife snorted coldly, a little unhappy.

However, just when he was about to leave, Fang Chen suddenly stretched out his finger and touched it between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a mark flashed away.

Just as the man holding the knife was about to resist, he felt dense information pouring out of his mind, and his head felt as if it was going to explode.

Bang!

The man holding the knife fell unconscious instantly.

"What did you do to him?"

The sword cultivator looked at Fang Chen warily.

"You are very good."

Fang Chen did not answer the sword cultivator's question, but instead said with a smile: "Although it is simple to say it is easy to say it, but there are few people who can actually do it without forgetting the original intention. There are flaws in his swordsmanship, and his heart is full of jealousy. I

It just enlightened him a little bit."

"this……"

The sword cultivator's expression changed, not knowing whether what Fang Chen said was true.
Chapter completed!