"So strong."
Ling Quan looked at the two figures still floating in mid-air and sighed inwardly.
He knew that the first round of exchanges was just a testing. The real fierce battle was yet to come.
Whoosh!
Amidst the countless raindrops, Qin Yang's figure raised his right hand, and the Purple Blood Soft Sword appeared in Qin Yang's hand.
Buzz~!
Qin Yang infused his Spiritual Power into the Purple Blood Soft Sword, which immediately erupted with an eerie purple blood glow.
Sword Qi surged, enveloped with a sense of killing intent.
Gu You Elder's gaze focused, he glanced at the thin-as-cicada-wing Purple Blood Soft Sword in Qin Yang's hand, faintly smiled, and didn't mind.
"Haha, young friend, the Treasure Sword in your hand is not bad. I also have a Treasure Sword here."
Gu You Elder flipped his hand, and a fiery golden Treasure Sword appeared in Gu You Elder's hand.
