He sidestepped with his steel knife and swung it with all his might.
A sound boomed like a torrential flood erupting, and a murky water dragon surged skywards, colliding head-on with several brilliant slashes of knife energy.
Li Jincheng, on the small sampan nearby, gazed at the surging water dragon, which resembled a sailboat standing upright, and exclaimed, "Is this the 'Thousand Mile Marsh'?
He had long heard that during the flooding of the Bian River, Ma Liu conceived of a powerful new sword technique. He had pestered Ma Liu several times wanting to see it, but Ma Liu always evasively brushed him off.
Seeing it today, it indeed possessed a majestic aura with the grandeur of a sword reaching its sublime intent!
At that moment, a voice echoed by Li Jincheng's ear, "Such a fierce sword technique, such a fierce young man!"
