The power of that attack dimmed the sky.


    The raging spiritual de energy shed across the air and caused a loud explosion when it hit the huge rock.


    The loud sound echoed through the mountains as the rock was smashed to bits, with dust flying everywhere.


    The man maintained his offensive stance as he observed the dust cloud, which settled after some time.


    Wilbur held onto the historical halberd. It was ignited with spiritual mes in front of his chest, and he waspletely unharmed.


    The man was surprised and nonchntlymented, "There aren''t many people in Manand who could block my attack."


    "It''s probably not your best shot," said Wilbur while smiling.


    The man retrieved his sword and pointed the de at the ground. He said coldly, "That''s right. I haven''t seen a worthy opponent in a while. How should I address you?"


    "Wilbur Penn. What about you?"


    "Shepard Goth."


    "That''s a rare surname."


    "My surname is from Dasha."


    "I can tell."


    Shepard pointed his longsword at Wilbur. He said nonchntly, "Come and fight me since you''re here."


    "I''m not here to fight," Wilbur replied with a frown.


    Shepard said, "You sneaked up on me at night, so I''m afraid you don''t have a choice."


    Wilbur wanted to exin himself, but Shepard''s longsword abruptly ignited in spiritual mes. A powerful and terrifying spiritual pressure instantly spread across the hill.


    The mountain breeze instantly turned into howling winds as the sword shed past, creating a terrifying sound.


    Wilbur smiled faintly. The spiritual mes on the historical halberd erupted, and his spiritual pressure also spread outward.


    Shepard nodded with satisfaction. Then, he made a shing attack. The de energy soared, and he quickly followed the de energy as it flew toward Wilbur. Wilbur shed through the de energy with a swing of the historical halberd.


    However, Shepard had arrived in front of him. He wielded his longsword masterfully and attacked Wilbur from varying angles.


    Wilbur fought back with his historical halberd. Both weapons shed against each other, creating constant explosions as they did. Spiritual energy dissipated everywhere.


    Wilbur was marvelous with his Godly Training Form.


    His skills were unexpectedly fantastic.


    However, Shepard had mastered using his longsword, so his moves were also wless. Wilbur could not believe that he was able to fight back.


    Wilbur was surprised by Shepard''s skillfulness inbat.


    Thosebat skills alone could make him an elite expert, regardless of his cultivation.


    Wilbur also surprised Shepard with hisbat skills, which brought an unexpected look of joy onto Shepard''s cold face.


    However, his attacks only grew more ferocious.


    The longsword carried a raging spiritual energy, and each of his varied forms of attacks was lethal.


    Each attack transitioned into another like an art form. He was extremely graceful and wless, as though he was creating art with his moves.


    Aside from Wilbur, no one else could put up a fight against Shepard even if they were on the same cultivation level. His de attacks were poetic yet violent.


    Wilbur had a look of admiration in his eyes.


    He also spun around with his historical halberd to block the attacks from Shepard. However, he asionally threw in an attack or two as well. Shepard gradually looked shocked.


    Their figures shed about as they kept spinning and turning in a small area, like entangled shadows.


    Moonlight shone on the hill.


    Their figures crossed paths. The longsword and the historical halberd shed against each other, which resulted in explosions, dissipating spiritual energy, and strong howling winds.


    They were both pushed back for roughly ten meters after a huge sh a few minutes into the intense battle. Both parties stared at each other.