Chương 2747: Famous

Extreme Sword Peak.

A young man was in seclusion in his cave abode.

A sharp sword surrounded by lightning floated on his left. The sword light was resplendent and sharp.

On his right was a pitch-black and heavy sword that did not reveal any sharpness. In fact, the sword did not even have a sharp edge.

The young man closed his eyes and circulated his bloodline. Sword qi vibrated and the sword hum intensified.

However, his aura became even more restrained and not a single wisp of sword qi leaked out from his pores. He was like a heavy sword without an edge.

Suddenly!

The young man seemed to have sensed something and opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed through his eyes before he regained clarity.

"Senior Brothers, what's the matter?"

The young man was surprised and his spirit consciousness detected that eight sword cultivators had arrived outside his cave abode.