"An Lin, after you."
"In this world, your sword intent will materialize into a physical presence. When you attack, remember to integrate your realizations of the sword!"
With a sword in his hand, Jiang Yanan spoke gracefully and elegantly.
If he struck first, then An Lin wouldn't have a chance to strike. Thus, he asked An Lin to attack first. This way, it would also be easier for him to provide guidance.
An Lin nodded solemnly. After thinking for a moment, he decided to use the Six Strikes of the War God. This was one of his most powerful techniques, so he probably wouldn't embarrass himself too much.
With this in mind, bursts of white wind started converging upon his sword.
Instantly, the surrounding air started to get blustery.
Behind him, the projection of a male suddenly appeared.
