"Sword duels do not permit the use of external objects."
Taiyin Swordsman Yu Qianzi carried a longsword, and she walked out gritting her teeth in anger.
She still looked the same, dressed in a moon-white fairy skirt, stunningly beautiful, with hair cascading down like a waterfall. Indeed, she had advanced to the middle Jindan stage and stabilized it impressively.
Her small face was full of irritation.
"Warships are not considered external objects," Jiang Ding stated indifferently.
This was fundamental, and he couldn't allow others to reject it, for it would truly unsettle his Dao Heart.
He believed so himself and would not allow others to talk nonsense, to invert right and wrong, to disregard facts.
"Not external objects?!" Yu Qianzi was so angry she wanted to laugh, suppressing her rage as she said, "Throughout history, among the swordsmen of both the inner and outer realms, who would carry a mechanical behemoth of a ship as their sword sheath?"
