Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze
Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble
Chapter 102 Swordmaster_2
"Zhang Mazi, take this!"
From a distance, Yang Tiansheng saw the situation, quickly pulled out his subordinate's saber, and hurled it at Yang Ge.
Without even turning his head, Yang Ge reached out and firmly caught the flying steel saber.
Just then, a cool breeze whisked by...
Emerging from the dust, equally tattered in his attire, Duan Yu, with blood-shot eyes and dragging his slender, shining silver longsword, took labored step after step towards Yang Ge.
A fierce and brutal killing intent enveloped him like dark clouds covering the sky, slowly casting a shadow over Yang Ge with each step he took.
Yang Ge glanced at him, swiftly retracting his aura as if he were a reef standing steadfast amidst the tsunami-like fierce killing intent.
"Very good!"