Divine Wind Sword Technique
"Senior knows of the Limitless Sword Sect?"
"During that year, it was rather well known, how can I not know?"
Nan Gong Wen Tian looked at Su Yun and said: "I still thought that the Limitless Sword Arts had already died out, but I never thought that my disciple would be a disciple of the Limitless Sword Arts, could it be Heaven's Fate?"
"Your disciple?" Su Yun frowned: "Senior, I didn't say I will accept your teachings?"
"The energy that I used my heart to create the array seal has been depleted by you, you obtained my talent as well, and obtained so many benefits from me, yet you are saying that you are not accepting my teachings? What? Are you not willing to become my disciple?" Nan Gong Wen Tian's expression became cold: "Or are you saying that you feel that my Quick Sword is not comparable to that broken sword technique?"
"Broken sword technique? You shall not humiliate the Limitless Sword Sect!"
Su Yun became annoyed, he bellowed and with a swing of both hands, the thousand swords flew forward.
Shua shua shua shua shua
The flying swords produced extremely sharp sounds, and the many swords afterimages expanded out to the left and right like wings towards Nan Gong Wen Tian.
The dense Sword Intent set in, at that moment, Nan Gong Wen Tian only held onto his sword and remained stationary.
Contempt!
Undisguised and unadorned contempt!
Su Yun was pissed, he no longer held back, and directly used the thousand swords to attack ferociously, following one sword that surrounded Nan Gong Wen Tian.
At that moment!
Right at the time when the swords closed in on Nan Gong Wen Tian, countless of sword afterimages blossomed out from Nan Gong Wen Tian's body, blocking off all the swords that attacked.
"Huh?"
Su Yun's eyes shrunk.
Nan Gong Wen Tian was clearly not moving, but the thousand swords were unable to harm him.
~Wait a minute!~
Su Yun seemed to have sensed something, and his eyes immediately focused onto Nan Gong Wen Tian's hands.
To see that his arm was somehow trembling extremely slightly.
~He IS moving! But the frequency is too fast! Thus creating this illusion that he isn't moving!!~
~Nang Gong Wen Tian had always been deflecting all the flying swords!!~
~What kind of speed is that? To create such an illusion?~
Su Yun was startled.
"Although you have many swords, but they are too slow! To the point that it can make me fall asleep!"
Nan Gong Wen Tian said indifferently, and his body moved slightly.
Su Yun felt something, and when he looked down, he realized that there was a treasured sword aimed straight at his heart.
The cold sword edge pricked his skin, and was going towards his heart, as though in the next second, his heart would be cut through.
Nan Gong Wen Tian was already standing in front of him.
