A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5419

With a clang, the two swords collided, a mingling of golden light and black sword energy. The old man felt a tingling sensation in his arm, taking two steps back from the shock, a dull pain in his knuckles.

Seeing this, the elder on the left immediately swung his sword forward, coordinating with the elder on the right. Like two venomous snakes, the two longswords attacked David from left and right.

Their swordsmanship was exquisite, their coordination seamless. Their sword energies crisscrossed, forming an impenetrable net that enveloped David, leaving him no chance to breathe.

David showed no fear. The Dragon Slaying Sword came alive in his hands, slashing horizontally, slashing vertically, and thrusting forward. The golden sword light and black sword energy collided continuously, creating a deafening sound.

With his nimble agility, he weaved through the sword net, searching for an opening to strike back.

Once, the old man’s longsword stabbed at his chest. David dodged sideways, simultaneously striking the old man’s wrist with his sword. The old man quickly drew his sword back to block, but David seized the opportunity and kicked him in the chest, sending him stumbling back a few steps.

Wu Hao seized the opportunity to charge at the Soul Devourer, brandishing his longsword. Golden spiritual energy coalesced into a massive sword shadow, slashing towards him with devastating force.

The Soul Devourer, perched on the lion’s back, sneered. With a flick of his right hand, a black demonic energy coalesced into a thick shield, blocking him.

With a thud, the sword shadow collided with the shield, shattering instantly. Wu Hao was knocked back several steps by the powerful recoil, his blood boiling and a sweet taste wafting through his throat.

“With such limited skill, you dare to kill me?” Soul Devourer taunted, wielding his longsword. A stream of black sword energy shot towards Wu Hao’s lower abdomen like a venomous snake.

sword energy grazed his

step forward to help, but was tightly entangled by the old man on his

and each strike struck at Taoist Wuji’s vital points, making it

danger, feeling

of the battlefield, Xue Wuying did not join the battle

The cloth

looked ordinary, yet it exuded a

monks falling one after another, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Whenever a monk died and their soul

summoned, the souls of the monks flew towards the bag,