The sword emerged like the sun, its heat intense and overwhelming. With the sound of "clang" thrice, after a few exchanges, even the Cyan Sword shattered completely with a "crack." Both swords were now damaged!
Celestial Favor Sword, shattering ordinary weapons!
Zhao Ranran shouted, "Your sword is destroyed, and you still refuse to surrender?!" By now, defeating Li Xian was secondary; more so, she sought to see Li Xian concede, to witness this bloodied youth in disgrace, proving her actions weren't wrong.
Li Xian couldn't be bothered to reply, retreating three steps. Zhao Ranran pursued him, suddenly sensing an icy gleam flash as the Ghost Python Spear lunged! Unable to evade it in time, she got a scratch on her left arm. Li Xian remained silent but grew more valiant with blood spilling, every spear thrust unstoppable.
