C170 Someone must Die!

Countless razor-sharp sword shadows furiously stabbed through the air. Then, the whooshing sound of swords slicing the sky filled the air as Du Ming's serpentine soft sword swiftly met Wang Huan, gleaming with the sharpness of a chilling light.

The soft sword, inherently flexible and sharp, was wielded with Du Ming's enigmatic sword technique. Wang Huan, caught off guard