There was no more needless talk.
CLANG!
SHING!
At almost the exact same moment, both men drew their swords!
In Chu Feng's hand was a long, narrow-bladed sword with faint blood-red patterns, named "Red Pattern." The moment it was unsheathed, it unleashed a scorching, violent aura.
Fang Han's Flowing Wind Sword, on the other hand, let out a clear, ringing sound. Its dark, cyan blade shimmered with a restrained sharpness.
"Die!"
Chu Feng was the first to attack. With a furious roar, the Inner Qi of a cultivator at the Middle Stage of Fifth Grade, bordering on the Late Stage, erupted from his body.
The Red Patterned Sword transformed into a long, blood-red rainbow, letting out a piercing shriek as it tore through the air, aimed straight for Fang Han's heart.
Before the sword even arrived, a searing, sharp pressure from the blade washed over Fang Han, a testament to Chu Feng's seasoned experience and immense power.
