A Twist of Fate
With a flash of blue sword radiance, Su Xue’s figure vanished. In an instant, the azure sword light was already piercing towards Lin Fei.
Lin Fei sneered disdainfully, his annoyance evident as he spoke, “What? Do you, this despicable person, still think you’re my match?”
“Bang!”
With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Fei’s crimson longsword collided with the blue sword radiance.
A hint of unusual flush crossed Lin Fei’s face, and though he took a step back, his gaze grew even more sinister.
Across from him, Su Xue swiftly retreated, her delicate face pale, and her aura in disarray.
Even though it was just a casual clash, and even though Lin Fei’s cultivation had begun to decline, his current strength was still beyond what Su Xue could defeat.