Judging from the aura of her sword, Song Wanning wasn't just for show; she likely had a few tricks up her sleeve.
In that case, he couldn't afford to be careless.
"Please!"
Xu Mingyu made an inviting gesture, then drew a long, transparent Soft Sword from his waist.
Though the Soft Sword was transparent, it shimmered with a colorful light and was quite beautiful to behold.
But such a beautiful Soft Sword, paired with Xu Mingyu's towering figure, looked quite awkward.
Song Wanning swept her Divine Sense over him and attacked without hesitation.
A sharp glint of sword light shot forward with astonishing momentum, heading straight for Xu Mingyu.
The sword light was as fast as lightning. The air itself seemed unaware of its passage, remaining perfectly still without the slightest ripple.
In that instant, Xu Mingyu felt himself locked onto by a terrifying power.
