"Creak!"
Sword light whirled in the air, reflecting the incredulous and angry expression of the woman on the cold blade of the wild grass sword.
Nalan Qiutong clapped her hands on the saddle and flew backwards; Xie Xuanyi followed closely behind. He no longer skimmed across the ground but used his sword tip to tap the earth, leveraging himself into the air. His long sword bent into an exaggerated arc, and after a tense recoil, he shot into the sky like a cannonball, thrusting his sword out like a butterfly piercing through the spring breeze—
The sea of flames in the sky shattered under the impact of Sword Qi.
The two had briefly crossed swords in the carriage before.
At that time, Xie Xuanyi had not used his full strength, and Nalan Qiutong had only been probing with her Xuanwei Technique doppelganger.
But now, things were different.
Every sword thrust from Xie Xuanyi contained the "Rule of Destruction"!
The snowy-white Sword Qi turned black!
Clang, Clang, Clang!
