As with other wings, when Duan Yun's Sword Qi met Ziyu's Sword Qi, it was like the meeting of secret lovers, surpassing countless earthly encounters.
The Sword and Saber Energy intertwined like passionate lovers, suddenly rising and becoming vast and sharp, then sweeping upwards, transforming into a crescent moon-like arc.
With a crack, a huge chunk of the fish's head was sliced off, revealing Duan Yun, his hair disheveled and clothes torn apart.
His shredded clothes showcased his smooth and defined muscle lines, leaving Ziyu momentarily stunned.
But the next moment, Ziyu regained her senses, realizing it wasn't the time to admire muscles, as the furious roar of the carp already echoed in the dim space.
A massive chunk of its flesh was cut off; if used as a weapon, it could crush many, and as ingredients for a fish head hotpot, it would fill a whole crowd. But the carp was simply too large.
In other words, its flesh and vitality were so dense, even such an injury was not fatal.
