"Brother Luo has already used his Martial Soul, if I were to concede now, wouldn't it dampen brother's spirits?"
Ye Xuan's expression remained calm, suddenly, a gleam of sharpness flashed in his eyes, his treasured sword flickered once in mid-air and vanished, layers upon layers of Sword Qi swiftly passed through the air.
Ye Xuan did not cultivate Supreme Grade Swordsmanship, but his strength lay in the myriad sword techniques he held in his mind, and his masterful sword skills, enhanced by the two great realms of Sword Dao, had already surpassed their original limits.
This move was an accumulation of Sword Qi, but not a triple accumulation as before, rather it had increased to five layers.
Five-layered Sword Power.
"Break for me!"
With the enhancement of the Martial Soul, Luo Shixin was filled with boundless boldness. His face tensed, and he thrust his spear directly at Ye Xuan.
Bang!
