Chương 6772: The sword moves the heavens and shakes the earth (1)

The rain was getting heavier!

This rain was a rain of swords. The rain of swords rained down on Zhao Hai. In the middle of the rain, Zhao Hai was like a rock, unmoving. Every strike of his sword was as firm as a rock.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the battle between Zhao Hai and Li Yu 'an was completely two extremes. One was extremely fast, and there was already a feeling of artistic conception in his sword technique, which was the rain artistic conception. This was Li Yu' an's comprehension of sword technique, which had been used to fight his enemies for many years. If he could concentrate on polishing his sword technique, perhaps a new sword technique of artistic conception would be produced in a few decades.