The sword struck again, and a powerful aura converged into a long river of sword light, manifesting above the heads of the two combatants.
Clang!
A crisp sound echoed as the spear and the sword viciously collided in mid-air.
The force was so great that both of them had to retreat hundreds of meters.
At that moment, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, suddenly twirled his spear, casting a streak of golden light towards the Great Tang Emperor.
The Great Tang Emperor remained composed, lightly lifting his left hand to instantly form a golden barrier that firmly blocked the golden light.
Then, with a wave of his right hand, dozens of sword energies surged forth, flying towards Yang Jian.
In the sky, sword energy interwoven with golden light, as dazzling as fireworks.
Facing this spectacular offensive and defensive display, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, couldn't help but feel exhilarated and exclaimed in a low voice, "Good, it has been many years since I have last moved my body!"
