Chapter 382. Playing a Zither Before an Ox (1)
The Sect Master of the Mount Song Sect, the One Hundred and Eighty Nine Paths, was a swordsman so skilled that he could be called the Middle Mountains' First Sword.
Putting aside their personalities, the leaders representing the Five Mountain Sword Sects Alliance were all outstanding in skill, and were all included among the One Hundred Experts Under Heaven. The only exception was the Sect Master of Mount Hua Sect, who was young and had not yet appeared in the gangho to prove his skills.
“Tsk!”
Zhao Wuyang clicked his tongue and used his footwork technique.
"You dare!"
The One Hundred and Eighty Nine Paths stretched his sword forward. Mount Song's One Branch Sword drew a straight line, aiming for Zhao Wuyang’s neck.
“Hmph!”
Zhao Wuyang was a typical arrogant brazen man of the Righteous Faction. To be honest, his personality wasn't great either. He also judged people by their talent, bloodline, and who their disciple siblings were. If one were to rank the most disliked elders in the Mount Hua Sect, he would confidently be first.
However, despite that, the reason he was able to rise to the ranks of the Five High Elders of Mount Hua was because of his undeniable skill.
"How audacious!"
Zhao Wuyang twisted his body with a flashy kick.