Just as Xuanming had expected, once the two of them began competing in close combat with their swords, Njord immediately fell into a disadvantageous position, unable to escape Xuanming's relentless Xuanming Thorns aimed at his forehead.
Njord flew into a rage. Water-element spiritual energy surged around the azure sword in his hand as he thrust a deadly strike toward Xuanming.
His sword strike was extremely fierce. If someone were struck without preparing beforehand, they would inevitably suffer severe injuries. Xuanming's expression shifted slightly. She swung her Frost Sword backward, sending an ice-crystal longsword flying from her hand to meet Njord's strike head-on!
"Clang!" The two swords rang out with a crisp sound, and a powerful rebound force swept over them, forcing both sides back several steps!
Njord withdrew his sword, the corners of his lips curling slightly. "Your strength is pretty good!"
"Likewise. But if this is the extent of your strength, then you'll lose without a doubt!" Xuanming gripped her sword with both hands and spun in midair. The ice-crystal sword rotated along with her movements, radiating a frightening killing intent.
"Is that so?" The smile on Njord's face turned cold. He slowly raised the sword in his hand, and a sharp aura radiated from his body! A vortex formed around him, astonishingly made of water elements! As the vortex took shape, the surrounding seawater seemed to freeze solid. Even the area within three meters of Xuanming was affected!
Njord's aura was actually stronger than Xuanming's!
"Ocean Sword Art, Fourth Form—Ice Age!"
"Hum!" Sword qi sharp enough to cut through anything shot through the air, resembling countless razor-sharp ice blades. Xuanming's expression suddenly changed. She had originally thought that her strength was enough to suppress Njord, but only now did she realize that she had been wrong. Njord's strength