No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
How could he possibly have the energy to cultivate another power to its full potential?
If it isn't ultimate power, what else could be able to break the old sword god's sword intent?
Therefore, in the eyes of the old Sword God, Ning Fan himself is a person full of mysteries.
This time, he not only wanted to determine the winner, but also wanted to resolve his own doubts.
This was also the first time that the old Sword God was so persistent in wanting to "spy" on other people's secrets.
After hearing what the old Sword God said, Ning Fan's expression froze for a moment.
It's like...
It was like his little tail had been discovered.
But soon, Ning Fan smiled casually.
"How much do you know about the Wuchou Sword?"
Without waiting for the old Sword God to reply, Ning Fan continued, "You've never seen the Wuchou Sword, so how can you be sure that the swordsmanship I'm using... isn't it?"
The old Sword God seemed to sense a hint of sarcasm in Ning Fan's words.
But this doesn't make him angry.
"I've never seen the Wuchou Sword, but I know what swordsmanship is."
The old sword god's voice remained calm: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for a lifetime, so I can't be unable to distinguish between swordsmanship and non-swordsmanship."
After being "exposed", Ning Fan immediately stretched out his hand.
With a flip of the wrist, Wuxiang appears.
The old sword god then frowned slightly.
Judging from Ning Fan's expression, he was obviously a little angry.
Or you could say that Ning Fan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.
"Sure enough, I was not wrong."
The old Sword God said in a deep voice: "Let me see that power again."