Chapter 769 Violating the True Spirit of Martial Arts

In the veil of night, the clashing of swords rang out, resounding over a dozen times within a few seconds!

Finally, the two separated.

Nameless's countenance was indifferent as he said, "You lost!"

Ouyang Feng looked at the back of his hand, where a cut had opened up, clenched his teeth, and his eyes revealed a surge of anger.

"Continue!"

With an angry roar, his long blade moved like a sudden downpour, enveloping Nameless in the blink of an eye.

But Nameless seemed to turn into a phantom image, flickering with the cold wind brought by the longsword, in the darkness.

Each time, Ouyang Feng's sword merely brushed past him.

Until Ouyang Feng had completed his entire set of swordsmanship, at the moment he paused to catch his breath.

The sword in Nameless's hand slashed through the darkness like lightning.

A single touch and immediate retreat!

He then said, "You still lost."

Ouyang Fen felt a thin trail of blood on his neck.

He was furious and ashamed.

"Impossible!"