Thirty-three Levels
編集者: Larbre Studio
Zhang Ruochen's sword mastery could rival that of the top-tier sword master talents. The sword master rules he refined were more profound than palm master rules.
Rules of sword mastery gathered like spider nets, condensing a saint sword that was dozens of feet long.
It was a sword shaped into a saint look.
It was not a human shape.
Most of the saint looks condensed by monks were giant human shadows that looked exactly like the monks themselves.
Even sword warriors were no exceptions.
Only few of them could condense sword shapes into saint looks.
"Continue."
Zhang Ruochen separated the rules of fist way and condensed the third saint look.
The third saint look wasn't in human shape either, instead, it was a tumbling saint river above Zhang Ruochen. It looked like a real river.
"Is that the mythical Water Luo?"