Swish swish swish swish swish——
The plethora of flying bird wind blades cleaved everything in their path, their razor-sharp edges no less dangerous than Tiger Sanlang's blade slash.
Chu Liang dared not interact with them in any way. Instead of retreating, he leapt forward with his Dustless Sword aimed at Du Wuhen. Despite having already fought two battles, Chu Liang showed no signs of fatigue. He seemed to only become more enthused as the battle waged on.
Although he would often engage in fights, rarely did he partake in a duel between peers of such significance, which was now whipping up his fighting spirit.
The enormous waves of Jue Yun Sword Qi made Du Wuhen's heart tremble. Chu Liang had risen to fame in the last year, which was now fully justified. His strength was indeed terrifying.
Boom——
The wind blades orbiting Du Wuhen's sickle collided with the sword Qi, scattering in all directions. Countless tiny scars appeared on both fighters and the ensuing sound was unending.
