Ye Xiao and the scar faced young man, both attacked each other fiercely with their swords.
Their sword once again clashed with each other. Sparks of light started coming out from their swords. They both pushed their sword toward each other but they failed to do anything to each other.
Then they retreated some steps back and looked at each other, trying to see the weakness of the other.
Ye Xiao suddenly got an idea.
What if I accumulate my spirit energy in my sword? What will happen then?
Ye Xiao began to accumulate his spirit energy in his sword and tried to find a way to condense the spirit energy on the sword.
All of a sudden, a sword light speckled like the moon reflecting off the river started to pour out from his sword. The surrounding air immediately turned hot. A terrifying pressure suddenly fell upon everyone who was present there.
