C1403 Devil Sword Limitless

Though it was the same move, its true essence was different. This version of Sword Eleven, tainted by darkness, had long lost its original meaning. Its power was less than eighty percent of what it should be.

Ye Feng stood firm, thrusting his sword forward.

"Same move... Sword Eleven!"

The two identical techniques clashed, filling the air with countless sword shadows.

Clang, clang