"How is it possible? How could Ye Rong's One Sword Withering and Prosperity swordsmanship reach such a level?"
Jiang Gong Wang Yue stared in disbelief, as he watched Ye Rong repeatedly shattering the Fairy Needle formation, preventing them from organizing their formations. He shouted out loud.
"It seems that you didn't lose unfairly, big brother. This One Sword Withering and Prosperity's swordsmanship is almost at the level of artistry. It's simply too terrifying!"
"Yes, this kind of swordsmanship is enough for him to complete cross-rank challenges, not to mention his substantial strength."
Jiang Gong Lan Re and Jiang Gong Zhai Xing were beside Jiang Gong Wang Yue, helplessly admitting the truth.
