Sword Dao Inheritance in the Galaxy Universe (2)

"Good sword technique."

"How impressive."

"I concede."

The surroundings were filled with exclamations. The two sword cultivators bowed to each other and then turned to Han Muye.

At this moment, Han Muye held the sword in his hand, with a smile on his face, and handed it back.

"Little brother, do you want to learn swordsmanship?" The middle-aged man nodded as he took the sword and sheathed it.

"This Brother Zhang's swordsmanship is impressive. If you want to cultivate the sword, you can look for him.

"Farewell."

The middle-aged man left decisively.

Others also left one by one.

Only the middle-aged man who had won with one strike was left. He held a sword in his hand and had a hint of arrogance on his face.

"You want to learn swordsmanship?"

"Come with me."

With that, he turned around and walked forward.

The entire time, he did not care if Han Muye was here to learn the sword.