"What a fast sword!"
"What a precise sword!"
In a very brief period of time, the Sword Spirit Dragon had hit all the nearby wooden targets, flying along Long Valley towards the mountain lake.
Its flight path was winding and convoluted; the sword had already passed through the wooden targets over a mile ahead, but the disciples of the White Robe Sword Sect only saw the lingering shadows of its blade. By the time their eyes caught up with the position the Sword Spirit Dragon had reached, they found another afterimage.
Thus, an extremely gorgeous red sword trail rapidly threaded through the Long Valley, scoring each of the wooden targets with a streak, pleasing to the eye!
Lín Zhong and Ming Xiu's expressions had obviously changed; the speed at which the Sword Spirit Dragon traversed Long Valley was just too fast, so fast that the shock in their hearts surged like waves, growing stronger and stronger!
