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When Qin Yuruo seriously attacked, she was always ferocious, but she intentionally released her killing intent—to provoke He Yueling into action.
He Yueling was indeed startled, especially when she saw Qin Yu's sword strike hit the Qingfeng Sword.
Clang! A resonating twang.
Trembling, echoes, the force and spirit of the swords clashed.
Qi Shu felt his arms tremble as well, as if sensing the fear in his own sword; his weapon was inferior to that of his opponent.
"What a sword!" There were no lack of martial arts practitioners among the Imperial Guards; their eyes lit up at the sight of Gan Jiang, let alone Lin Kun, although he had long been aware of the sword's prowess.
But he hadn't realized that Young Master Xiao Yu, the primary attacker, was this formidable.
This was not the kind of murderous aura one would expect from a rapist.
