At the Endless Sea, two figures stood on the sea, pointing their swords at each other.
Neither of them moved, but an unrivaled sword aura surrounded the area, not letting anyone close.
Xiao Chengfeng and the Sword Tyrant did not seem to make any moves but clashed in their ways of the sword. In their eyes, two swords fought each other, and countless sword images flashed in their minds.
In Xiao Chengfeng's mind, the Sword Tyrant saw through Xiao Chengfeng's life as a swordsman. He was ordinary, but after going through a few chance encounters, he was suddenly enlightened by the way of the sword. Since then, his way of the sword improved dramatically and did not stop since then.
"The heavens gave birth to me so I could advance the way of the sword!"
In Xiao Chengfeng's mind, those words continued to reverberate. The Sword Tyrant seemed to see a lone sword. It was as if it was the only sword left in the world.
