"What is that?"
Hua Yuanhan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly retreated. At the same time, he waved his arm in haste, and the cold air surged, instantly condensing into a solid block of ice before him.
Clang!
The cold light struck the ice, emitting a metallic clang, and was immediately deflected.
"Is this... a Spirit Sword?" Hua Yuanhan recognized the cold light, his eyes sharpened. However, the Spirit Sword's power wasn't that great and was insufficient to harm him.
Afterward, the Spirit Sword suddenly turned and shot towards Hua Yuanhan again.
Clang!
A loud crash sounded as the Spirit Sword was deflected again.
Clang Clang Clang!!
Next, the Spirit Sword kept attacking Hua Yuanhan, but he managed to block every attempt, leaving him unscathed.
