Su Mo flicked the giant sword aside.
The next moment, the giant sword spread out and turned into a large number of mini swords again, and Zhu Yun’s body also condensed out again.
“What words?”
Zhu Yun looked at Su Mo and was confused. The guy in front of him was really too strong.
He was able to control him effortlessly, just like teasing a child. He was so strong.
“You sword clan all practice swordsmanship?”
Su Mo asked in a deep voice.
“certainly!”
Zhu Yun nodded. Out of respect for the strong, he would answer normal questions.
“How do you practice swordsmanship?” Su Mo asked again. He also practiced swordsmanship at first, but now, as his cultivation level is getting higher and higher and his strength is getting stronger, he has long abandoned his swordsmanship.
Even if he still uses a sword now, he is only using a sword-type artifact. There is no difference between using other artifacts. It has nothing to do with the complete way of swordsmanship.
“This… this is the unique tradition of our Sword Clan, and it will not be spread to anyone else!”
Zhu Yun frowned.
How could he tell the creatures of other races about this secret cultivation tradition? He felt that the guy in front of him was taking it a little too much for granted.
“Haha, don’t worry. I won’t ask you about your training in detail. I just want to know why your swordsmanship is so powerful?” Su Mo asked with a smile.
“My Sword Clan is a sword. I, my Sword Clan, have been raising swords all my life!”
Zhu Yun said in a deep voice.
After saying this, he slightly bowed his hands to Su Mo and said, “Goodbye!”
After saying that, he shouted to admit defeat, and in an instant, he was teleported out of the battle scene.
“The Sword Clan is all about swords, and they have been raising swords all their lives?”
Su Mo murmured to himself, pondering in his heart whether his Chaos Dao lineage could be combined with the Sword Dao to form a new Chaos Sword Dao.
Of course, this is just an idea, and it is unlikely to succeed.
“Next game!”
Su Mo continued to fight.