C889 Peng Shuo

The tip of the sword brushed past the sharp edge of the sword. The moment it collided with the sword, Ning Yue felt something strange. The other party's weapon did not seem to have any medicinal Profound Strength fluctuations mixed within it. It was merely pure and hard.

Because it was just the first collision, the Dark Light Ancient Sword's blade cut a gap in the opponent's weapon