The sword sang like an eagle's cry, and this strike seemed to possess the might to cleave the skies.
The Peak Masters from Xiaoyao Peak who had come to observe couldn't help but stand up.
This sword could earn the title of Sword Dao's Pride!
In a flash, everyone nearly thought Shen Han would surely be defeated.
"Both are sons of prodigies, yet there is still a gap."
Seeing this scene, Ye Tianxing, standing beside Liu Xilan, had already made a judgment.
Shen Han is no match, which actually pleased Ye Tianxing a bit.
He didn't like Shen Han, he even harbored some disdain.
Furthermore, there was the earlier bet between him and Liu Xilan.
If Shen Han won this competition, it would truly be a slap in the face.
But just as he spoke, the sword shadow in the competition ground suddenly shattered.
"Sword and Man Unity"
The long sword in Shen Han's hand encompassed the shattered sword shadow.
Then, the sword's edge faced forward.
