He was talking about Han Muye's natural talent in the Sword Dao!
"We sword cultivators cultivate step by step and comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth until we become extraordinary.
"However, there are talented people who cultivate sword techniques to see through the truth of sword techniques."
Bai Zhanye's voice was filled with fear.
He raised the sword in his hand and blocked Han Muye's third strike with all his might.
However, just as the sword was drawn, his face turned pale.
"As expected!"
With a low cry, he gave up the sword in his hand and retreated a thousand feet!
"Boom!"
Han Muye's sword wrapped around his sword, swallowed it, and reversed!
Monk Shi Ming's eyes opened and closed, and there was a golden light flashing in them.
He flew forward and landed in front of the sword light. He pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist proclamation. A golden bronze bell shielded him in front.
