Ning Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, ready to speak.
Swish!
Dongfang Mingyue's eyes narrowed, suddenly drawing her sword, the fierce blade aimed directly at Ning Wushuang's face.
Ning Wushuang's figure retreated swiftly, like a ghost; even the ferocious Demon Sword couldn't touch half an inch of his body.
Dongfang Mingyue's sword speed increased suddenly, fast as a torrential storm.
Ning Wushuang, light as a swallow, moved with ease through the impenetrable sword light, as if strolling leisurely.
Cyan Mountain Ultimate Skill — White Clouds Drifting Leisurely!
"Flowing Water Sword!"
Dongfang Mingyue relentlessly pursued, the Demon Sword in her hand emitted a low hum, the sword's body silently covered in a faint blue watery glow, like a clear spring under the bright moon.
The Demon Sword swung lightly, slashing towards Ning Wushuang, carrying with it a stream of sparkling, crystal-clear water.
"Enough."
