Battle Erupts
The two exchanged a glance, each seeing gravity and killing intent in the other's eyes.
Their personal grudge from before instantly became insignificant before this calamity that could topple the heavens.
Gu Moxiu wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, his gaze cold as ice as he pulled out a black card.
Electric arcs surged around Lei Zhen, his eyes like those of an asura from hell.
Shen Wuxiao drew a sword. He could not use his armguard.
Otherwise, his identity would be exposed.
"Beauty, are we doing this together, or playing around here first?" Shen Wuxiao looked at Shen Xingran and Yan Lin'er.
Shen Xingran raised a hand and removed the red fox cloak from her shoulders, hanging it from a branch. "Fight. This is no time to stand around watching."
She took out a hair tie and lightly held one end between her teeth.
With her left hand, she gathered her scattered dark hair and tied it into a high ponytail.
She wrapped the tie around it several times, then gave it a hard tug. The tips of her hair cut a crisp arc through the air.
Her original demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by a sharp, valiant air.
Clang!
Her Blazing Sky Blade gave a clear, ringing hum!
Shen Xingran fiercely swung her right hand, and the narrow blade sliced through the air.
Yan Lin'er tied up her beautiful hair as well.
The Cold Plum Sword carried the frost of proud snow.
A vast black mass of people stood opposite them, all watching.
The two sides faced off in silence, greed burning in their eyes.
Every one of them was an opportunity to earn merit.
Su Yu, Lin Mu, Lei Zhen, and Gu Moxiu stood in a row.
Shen Wuxiao, Shen Xingran,