[Clear Sound]
Pei Ye was still unable to deploy this sword against stronger opponents in actual combat, but this time, he had completed [Spreading Wings] before the battle started.
This was almost the full extent of his power in a normal state. Faced with an oncoming tsunami, this sword seemed like a cicada facing the wind.
One firmly advancing, one violently erupting, two equally strong sword clashes faced each other.
Metal collided, for an instant, half of his forearm seemed to lose sensation. Pei Ye felt as if his entire body had been picked up by a fierce wind.
No wonder that man died against the wall.
This thought crossed Pei Ye's mind. He would not replicate that man's death because there was no wall behind him.
Pei Ye's body flew up. His eyes were glued to the status of the opponent's sword. Then he saw that although the opponent's footsteps did not move, the wrist holding the sword did indeed significantly deviate under the [Clear Sound].
Five Level.