Zhao Rong thought to himself, "What a sword sect expert, his inner strength is even stronger than mine."
Feng Qingyang wondered, "How did that Mount Heng lad cultivate such inner strength?"
Zhao Rong's thrust was tentative, from which he finely perceived the subtleties of the Dugu Nine Swords.
Is this what it means to break the sword's momentum?
Good!
Let's see how many of your swords I can break!
He would never use the Jade Maiden Sword Skill a second time, his hand technique changed instantly from an external to a smooth grip, the tip of his sword dipped suddenly, and with a fierce breath, he twisted and turned his sword.
Thirty-six Skies of Wandering Clouds!
With a turn of his sword, the momentum drastically changed, and he again reversed the direction of his sword's journey.
The sword's movements were
floating and overlapping, like an eagle continuously flipping in strong winds, the swordplay becoming more and more ethereal,
Then descended a sudden, dense downpour!
