"Use your heart to comprehend. To achieve proficiency, you must first grasp the essence of the Sword Intent!"
Liang Yi held Yuan Zhou in hand, his expression serious, while deflecting the unparalleled sword edge in front of him with the sword sheath, causing the Sword Intent to carve ravines into the earth. At the same time, he shouted softly toward the graceful figure not far away.
Su Youyi did not respond, her teeth clenched tightly. The back of her hand holding Lovesick turned even paler from exertion.
Taking a deep breath, she circulated the Endless Dao within her, madly absorbing the Spiritual Power from the Void, using Sword Intent as the source. Once again, dozens of sword winds transformed into phantoms, slicing overwhelmingly toward Liang Yi.
The air shattered, and the sharp whistle of the sword wind was enough to easily rupture the eardrums of ordinary cultivators.
