"Hmmmm yeah, bring it on!" The old man in the middle stared at the blade on Chi Guyan's hand and nodded his head gently.
Begin a fight with the professionals by comparing each other's imposing manners.
But Chi Guyan was not used to this habit, and she started to manoeuvre the blade on her hand as long as she saw the man nodding his head.
The blade was out.
The dull and ordinary blade suddenly emitted crystal rays of golden light, looking as if the stars had covered it. It was eye catching yet cold at the same time.
Chi Guyan's blade was swift and it was different from Nangong Hao's blade. She had already reached in front of the old man the sword appeared.
Her pink long coat swayed with the wind.
Her crystal clear eyes were stunning.
This stroke was similar to the previous attack that she made on Ah Bu. It had no foul moves, and it was a direct and swift stroke.
