The confident Fang Zhonghui and the helpless Hou Niao charged towards each other, the situation was already beyond reversal.
Hou Niao actually still wanted to try out the True Disciple's moves with the Flying Sword, but the True Disciple forced him into a situation where he had no choice but to fight with his sword. Since that was the case, it was time to end it.
Among the Three Sword States, his sword was the strongest!
When they were about a dozen yards apart, both their Flying Swords returned to their sides, but at such a distance, the role of the Flying Sword was far less effective than wielding a sword in hand. Any indirect tactics were superfluous at this moment; the only way was to face it head-on!
Fang Zhonghui's body spun like a top, raising hundreds of Sword Qi from his hand, forming a Sword Net as it enveloped forward.
