Chapter 910: Blood as a Vessel

Lu Chuan launched a sudden assault against Qian Sheng, but the latter quickly reacted. He spun around, thrusting his longsword toward Lu Chuan.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan swung the Soul Terminating Sword to the side, clashing it against the opponent's blade. The collision sparked dazzling fireworks between their swords.

Qian Sheng stumbled backward several steps, his flexible sword trembling incessantly, the quivering sound lingering on.

His eyes, fixated on Lu Chuan, started to tense up.

"You... must be Lu Chuan that Nangong Qianying mentioned. Your strength is indeed not bad, a worthy adversary."

With a sinister smile, he slowly advanced toward Lu Chuan.

"However, your sharp edge will end at my hands. You're not even qualified to meet Nangong Qianying—I will kill you myself!"

His tone brimmed with contempt, as if the outcome was already set in stone in his mind—he utterly wouldn't lose, and Lu Chuan absolutely wouldn't win.

"Stop with the nonsense, show me what you've got!"