Inside the ancient tree, sword lights fall like rain.
The bright silver sword light occupied every inch of space in front of the entrance, with a cunning sword force that invaded like a snake with no gaps. The Wanhua Blade was left and right, blocking all the slashes, though secretly showing signs of collapse. It had been two minutes since Qin Qianbai formally engaged in combat with the champion, weaponry clashing thousands of times within one hundred and twenty seconds. Qin Qianbai was so tense that she didn't even have a chance to breathe, while the champion stood leisurely in place, without moving a single step.
