The calm of the battlefield center was abruptly shattered as Qin Tian took the lead, lightning sparks suddenly shining beneath his feet. Pale purple lightning spread like a spider web, accompanied by the crisp sound of "crackling." His figure instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, crossing tens of meters in the blink of an eye, appearing before the man in white.
The Black Frost Blade in his hand emitted a cold gleam, the blade wrapped in dense Thunder Spiritual Energy. Qin Tian exerted force through his wrist, with the long blade slicing down with a sound of breaking wind, leaving a splendid lightning trace as it cut through the air.
Celestial Punishment Nine Strikes — Thunderbolt Slash!
The man in white's eyes slightly moved, yet showed no trace of panic. His right hand formed a sword with his fingers, pale green Spiritual Energy gathering at the fingertips, a half-meter-long cyan Sword Qi instantly forming, meeting the Thunder Saber head-on.
"Ding—!"
