Experts clashing, in the blink of an eye, victory and defeat could already be determined.
In the moment stunned by Jiang Dali's immense Inner Strength, Feng Ying instantly reacted, shouting loudly as he suddenly drew his short sword from his waist.
"I refuse to believe your hard skill is completely without vulnerability!"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
The Sword Radiance twirled, and the sword light danced elegantly, attacking Jiang Dali like many birds swooping into the forest.
The steps Feng Ying traced also resembled the form of a bird, as if about to suddenly take flight.
Sword Radiance interwove into a net, sparse yet seamless, enveloping the critical acupoints of Jiang Dali's body.
"You've learned much, this must be another Martial Arts from Lingjiu Palace, the Heavenly Feather Strange Sword."
Jiang Dali laughed loudly, suddenly retreating and drifting away to dodge, his body's Green Gold color becoming even richer.