In the city.
Two beams of sword light soared into the sky, with the sword light like a rainbow, oppressive sword intent ravaging in all directions.
Then the two quickly separated, and just as swiftly interwove once again.
On the platform, the two swung their long swords as their figures vanished and reappeared, the sword intent pressing down on the platform, accompanied by roaring sounds.
Soon after, the platform began to crack, unable to withstand the rampage of sword intent.
The crisp clanging of their long swords colliding rang out.
Their body techniques were agile, their sword intent sharp.
Everyone was exclaiming in astonishment.
They had initially thought this would be a completely one-sided match.
Yet, to their surprise, the fight was evenly matched for now.
Ye Qingxue tightly grasped Ye Mumu's hand and exclaimed in shock,
"Am I seeing things?
"The Han Ming who is traveling with us actually has such cultivation?"