"Thinking of a mutual destruction, do you think you can threaten me like this? Take a look at yourself, what level of strength do you have? Are you even qualified?" Zong Dingfang watched Mu Hanyan adopt a stance of mutual destruction with utter disdain, not even blinking an extra time.
Zong Dingfang's Sword Light, still like an eagle spreading its wings to strike through the sky, flew slashing towards Mu Hanyan. But at that moment, his eyelids suddenly twitched.
On what was originally a plain and unadorned longsword in Mu Hanyan's hand, a point of starlight suddenly flickered. Although it was just a point, the bright silver light was piercing enough to hurt one's eyes. Then, the entire blade emitted a layer of cold light, like frost and snow.
With Mu Hanyan's fierce and swift sword slash, the frost and snow seemed to move, resembling snow falling and frost dancing all over the sky. Being amidst that frost and snow gave one the illusion of standing in a world of ice and snow.
