Feng Yun walked in front of the second portrait of a swordsman and started observing it with his divine sense. A similar situation happened. He watched a swordsman performing sword art.]
This time, a swordsman was fighting against the horde of beasts. Hovering in the air, he held a wooden sword in his hand as he looked at the beasts. Feng Yun was surprised to see a simple wooden sword in his hand.
The swordsman moved his hand holding the wooden sword in a circular motion in the air. Thousands of spiritual qi swords materialized in the sky, each sword qi contained destructive sharp power.
This skill was similar to the meteor rain of Feng Yun. The Qi Sword fell on the ground like rain, nailing thousands of beasts on the ground.
A few minutes later, Feng Yun woke up from the dream with a pondering expression.
