"Hahaha! With the mystical weapon in my hand, I am invincible. Admit defeat, Grant, you are no match for me!" Master Hayes laughed heartily at Grant.
Grant stood with a sword in one hand, his eyes cold. "This mystical weapon is indeed powerful, but it is wasted in your hands."
"Hmph."
Seeing that Grant was not convinced, Master Hayes didn't bother to say more and grasped his two long swords, his whole body moving again.
"Whoosh!"
He swung his long swords, his body bursting with incredible speed as he attacked Grant. His dual swords continuously struck, his speed reaching its limit.
"The power of these long swords is all due to the mystical weapon itself. Master Hayes' own skills have not improved much. As long as I find a flaw, I can break his sword!" Grant tightly gripped his bloodthirsty sword.
The next second.
He darted out like a fiery sword!
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Three sword auras cut through the air.
