Wang Anfeng's pupils shifted slightly as he saw another sword appear in front of his own attack.
Just now, another man had, at the crucial moment, placed his longsword in front of Wang Anfeng's elbow, barely saving the man and preventing Wang Anfeng from disabling him within a hundred moves.
Wang Anfeng swiftly retreated and saw that the sword was wielded by a twenty-something youth with a resolute face and long hair that seemed to have been dyed in the medicinal baths, exuding a faint blue hue.
The aura emanating from his body was even more fierce than that of the Yan Zhi Sword Master.
Wang Anfeng retracted the Ten Powers of Tathagata and saw the young man stand up, cup his fists towards him in salute, and though saluting, his fierce aura lingered. He said in a moderated voice,
"Please instruct me."
