At this moment, when Dai Yan heard what Wang Yufan said, she felt a surge of anger in her heart, and the longsword in her hand once again slashed towards Wang Yufan.
Under Dai Yan's sword, a hundred-zhang-tall phantom of Asura appeared out of thin air behind her.
"This… this is the long-lost Asura Sword Art, learned by this demoness."
"No, have you forgotten? The Asura God Emperor uses the Asura Sword Art; it's not lost. Could it be that Dai Yan's sword art comes from the Shura Emperor?"
Everyone speculated, and at this moment, the Asura God Emperor in the void smiled slightly when he saw this scene. He hadn't expected that the little girl he met back then, whom he taught one move of the Asura Sword, would learn it so quickly. It seemed her talent was truly remarkable.
Wang Yufan looked at Dai Yan's attack, and his rusty sword also met that attack with a slash.
