C744 Rubbing!(part I)

The sound of swords clashing rang out as Jiaang Ye unsheathed her blade, sending a beam of sword light piercing into the heavens. A fierce and overwhelming Sword Qi surged, with a subtle hint of 'Ice Cold' Sword Intent on the verge of taking form.

Jiaang Ye's demeanor became razor-sharp, her eyes gleaming like blades as she stood protectively in front of Qiao Gao