The Island Nation swordsman exuded an aura that could not be matched by even a thousand enemies.

The long blade that he held in his hand was like lightning. Every time he swung it, the blade would let out a terrifying shine.

Two disciples of Longmen, wielding longswords, stepped forward at the same time. They clearly looked like they were a league above the rest of the disciples.

Their swords shimmered brightly, as if locked on to the swordsman.

The swordsman did not move away. Instead, he swung his blade downward.

Clang!

The two long swords immediately broke in half. The two disciples backed away slowly as they screamed in pain and disbelief. Very soon, they fell to the ground, paralyzed.

The other disciples, who had been extremely domineering, dared not rush forward anymore. They and the rest all fell back to protect Samuel and Harvey.

But anyone could tell that their courage had been depleted because of the swordsman

Tyson frowned. He braved a step forward, then pulled out