"Uncle Sword, don't make too much of a commotion."
Seeing things develop to this point, Ning Fengzhi merely gave that one instruction.
"Don't worry. I know my limits."
At that moment, Sword Douluo radiated an unstoppable aura. His entire body was like a sharp sword piercing the heavens.
Opposite him, Tie Hu was his complete opposite.
Tie Hu's aura was deep and steady, like a mountain that could block everything, or an impregnable city wall.
Sword Douluo's senses had not been wrong. Tie Hu's Martial Soul was indeed not a sword.
But he had never expected Tie Hu's Martial Soul to be a shield. It was his first time seeing a Soul Master with a shield Martial Soul become a Titled Douluo.
Sword Douluo even felt he ought to stop. How was a shield supposed to attack? It made him look like he was bullying someone.
"Go, Grandfather Sword!"
Ning Rongrong and Chen Feng had already retreated some distance with Ning Fengzhi.
Although Sword Douluo said he knew his limits, once the fight began, who knew whether things would go out of hand?
Chen Feng and Ning Rongrong could not withstand the aftereffects of a battle between Titled Douluo.
Lin Qi and Xiao Wu, however, had no intention of retreating. They still stood not far behind Tie Hu.
"Here I come."
Sword Douluo even gave a warning before attacking.
But his sword arrived faster than his warning.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out.
The Seven Kill Sword struck Tie Hu's shield. Tie Hu's shield was as solid as a rock, utterly unmoved.
"Interesting."
Sword Douluo struck again, following his sword as he moved.
He felt that although the opponent's shield was large and its defense strong, it could not protect his entire body.
With his speed and swordsmanship, he would