Li Tian tilted his body slightly and raised his sword with one hand. He was only an inch away from killing Bai Fei. He could guarantee that he would be able to cut the artery in his neck.
However, he didn't do so. First, he didn't want to. Second, the most important reason was that the other's sword was also pressed against his throat, and the round sword was still spinning.
"Why?" Bai Fei suddenly asked. As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in his hand turned into pieces of iron and fell to the ground with a dull sound.
"It's because your sword isn't hard enough." Li Tian smiled."It has nothing to do with you. No matter how powerful you are, it's just a piece of steel."
"I've used it for many years and killed countless people, but it has never cracked ..." Bai Fei looked up at Li Tian.
"That's because you didn't meet me," Li Tian muttered to himself. He looked at her and said,""A sword doesn't have a sword spirit. It's fragile. Sooner or later, it'll break."
