Dugu Chou did not say a single word. His expression was cold, his gaze calm; he was not impatient nor was he in a hurry. His sword light was evident of his composure, lashing out like a river and forming waves in the air. They were like the ocean tides, one higher than the other, charging rapidly towards Mr. Nian.
The enormous waves crashed and surged, causing Mr. Nian to dodge and dive as he reacted spontaneously; it was like he was a small boat that was in danger of being drowned by the waves of sword light at any moment.
Yun Yang could not help being delighted, thinking that Dugu Chou certainly deserved the reputation he was crowned with. The siege of three swords and the intense sword light had left Mr. Nian at a complete disadvantage, leaving him open to defeated at any time by the wave of swords.