Li Yuan squinted open his eyes and saw Fan Wubing holding the unconscious Luo Qingyao standing in front.
He rubbed his messy-bearded chin, eyes sharp,
"One sword, you killed a Celestial Being with just one sword, using my 'Great Sun Soaring Sword'. You only glanced at it and learned it. And you say you're not a sword dao genius!"
Fan Wubing laughed, "It's not my skill, it's the senior's sword technique, and the sword in my hand, that's formidable."
Li Yuan examined his two swords.
One had a very simple form, like a practice sword, known as Yue Zhi,
The other had a bloodline down the center of the blade, known as Peach Blossoms.
"One is a body sword, the other a Lifebound Flying Sword. If the sword is formidable, then you are formidable."
Fan Wubing looked toward the distant hillside, where many extremely excited swordsmen stood, and said with a smile,
"In real history, it was the senior who killed that Celestial Being, right?"
