C1076 A Battle That Was Bound to Lose

Sword light cascaded like rain, yet the two combatants stood motionless, save for the ceaseless rotation of their wrists. Tai Feng's sword relentlessly targeted Ye Xu's critical points, its strikes enough to send shivers down one's spine. Ye Xu's Venerable Origin Sword danced within a hair's breadth, his defense watertight.

Both fighters' eyes were heavy with gravity