Sudden Change, Battle Halted Midway

Zhou You had personally witnessed North-Zhen North-Ge strike. Duke Niu himself never appeared, yet Three Spears quelled the chaos in the northern lands.

At that time, Zhou You had seen the world's most elite combat power with his own eyes, gaining a deeper understanding of the supreme standards of the two great heavenly sects of north and south.

Calling him the number one man beneath a Martial Saint was no exaggeration.

Zhu Ruoxuan was known as "Thousand Year Rust," a benchmark among Northern Profound Zhu's younger generation, and the Zhu Clan's inherited Ge Method was also the most exquisite.

Against the heir of Tiannan Yi Jian, this clash could truly be called a struggle between dragons and tigers.

"Sword light pressed down in all directions, making the heavens hang low!"

Mu Xiangtong raised his sword to open the battle. In the blink of an eye, sword light swept over the surroundings; both near and far were shrouded beneath its cold radiance, filling the river channel.

No matter how long a long sword was, it still belonged to the category of short blades. Its reach could not compare to that of a Bronze Ge.

Yet in his hands, the sword light drifted unpredictably, attacking far one moment and striking close the next. Its range was so broad that it defied all reason.

In an instant, Zhu Ruoxuan himself and his ancient bronze ge were both enveloped within her sword light's assault.

"From level ground, weapons of war suddenly rose!"

Zhu Ruoxuan spun his Bronze Ge, hooking its horizontal blade upward and catching the crucial point amid the sky-filling sword light.

Amid ringing clashes, the Bronze Ge and long sword struck sparks, setting the river channel boiling and churning.

The great ship beneath the two of them was like a pavilion floating