Above a vast, barren grassland...
Clang, clang, clang!!!
Sword-rays filling the sky collided and burst apart. Streaks of astonishingly powerful, chilling sword-rays crashed into golden sword-rays and exploded...
Two figures clashed in midair, repeatedly breaking apart as breathtaking, suffocating sword light and sword intent erupted around them...
Across dozens of miles, the barren grassland below was scored with crisscrossing furrows, terrifying currents of sword intent flowing through the gouges left by their clashes.
Those currents carried freezing yin-cold sword intent, as well as keen sword intent rippling with terrifying golden light...
Just then.
Clang!!! The two figures in the sky collided fiercely, unleashing terrifying, suffocating sword intent...
Ye Han's voice rang out. "Fellow Daoist Ning! Let's stop here!"
As he spoke, one of the figures pulled back from the terrifying sword light, flying backward before coming to a halt a thousand zhang above the ground...
Terrifying, icy sword intent burst from Ning Buhui. Clearly still eager for more, she looked at him with longing in her eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist Han, why did you suddenly stop?"
Ye Han said earnestly, "Fellow Daoist Ning, I don't have much more I can teach you. If we keep sparring, I'll have to bring out the swordsmanship I keep up my sleeve. At that point, it would become a matter of life and death!"
After a pause, he continued, "I only regret that we didn't meet sooner, Fellow Daoist Ning. I certainly don't want death to separate us!"
Indeed, Ning Buhui had asked Ye Han to give her some guidance in her swordsmanship cultivation...
In truth, Ye Han also wanted to probe the attacks of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect's swordsmanship, preparing himself to deal with Sword Twenty-Nine...
Thus, the two had come to this area a thousand miles away to spar with their