Blood fell with the wind.
RUO Yu's wound wasn't deep, it was on her left hand.
Xu Huai Shang's wound was not deep, it was on the left rib.
When the two weapons met, the former's two sword moves had produced two completely different torrents of sword Qi, while the latter had used his two sabers to execute a long-hilt weapon style of the whirling circular slash.
The former could freely release the form, while the latter could borrow the will to transform. Both sides 'use of weapons and understanding of martial arts techniques had reached the extreme, and it was difficult to tell who was stronger.
However, the difference in the form of the moves and the shape of the weapons still had a subtle influence on the result of this round of confrontation.
In this world, there was no such thing as a flawless defensive posture, nor was there an ever-victorious attack mode. There were no two people with the same strength.
