A sharp light flickered in Su Changqing's eyes. After a while, a satisfied expression finally appeared on his face. With a sweep of his right hand, a streak of divine light shot forth.
"Buzz..."
After a faint tremor, the Qing Feng Sword transformed into a flood dragon over ten feet long. Following a dragon's roar, it flashed into a streak of light and shot toward the Mystic Turtle Shield.
"Go!"
Su Changqing lightly pointed ahead. A flash of light streaked forward and slashed at the shield.
"Bang..."
After a burst of buzzing, the Qing Feng Sword flickered before being reflected back.
Su Changqing let out a soft breath. With another wave of his hand, his Natal True Fire flashed and fused with the Qing Feng Sword, turning it blood-red.
"Buzz..."
Following a hum, the Qing Feng Sword appeared before him, wrapped in demonic flames. Among Su Changqing's many treasures, the Qing Feng Sword possessed exceptionally formidable offensive power.
The power of his Natal True Fire was also immensely formidable. Once the two were merged into one, their might was boundless.
"Go..."
As Su Changqing raised both hands, a streak of light flashed through the air, followed by a clear sword cry.
Without Su Changqing's command, the Mystic Turtle Shield directly released a stream of black light. Its rune patterns flickered incessantly as that sharp gleam viciously slashed down upon it.
"Buzz..."
The next instant, the two magic treasures collided. The clash lasted for several breaths before Su Changqing raised his head and watched the Qing Feng Sword shoot back.
The Qing Feng Sword's radiance had dimmed somewhat. Seeing this, Su Changqing revealed a satisfied expression.
Without his control, this treasure could rely on instinct alone to block such a powerful attack. In battle, it should have no problem taking on