As Chen Xiaojun and Qian Daoliu clashed fiercely with their swords, endless sword qi, sword radiance, and sword aura filled the aerial battlefield, as though someone had scrawled freely across a magnificent painting.
Wielding Gan Jiang and Moye, Chen Xiaojun unleashed keen sword qi with every swing. Like razor-sharp blades, it sliced through the air with piercing whistles, while occasional bolts of sword aura streaked across the sky like lightning, leaving dazzling trails.
Qian Daoliu, meanwhile, wielded his family's Sacred Fire Swordsmanship. His sword radiance blazed like fire, carrying an intensely scorching force that purified everything, colliding with Chen Xiaojun's sword qi in a ringing clash.
As their sword techniques continued to collide, sword trails scattered through the air, dazzling as a sky full of stars. They contained not only tremendous offensive power but also revealed both men's profound cultivation levels and exquisite swordsmanship.
Yet as time slowly passed, Chen Xiaojun seemed unable to achieve any significant results, despite maintaining the offensive throughout.
He had always overwhelmed others with his wealth of experience, but against Qian Daoliu, a twenty-nine-year-old supreme expert, he showed faint signs of falling behind.
After all, Qian Daoliu far surpassed him in both sparring experience and the experience of fighting to the death on a battlefield.
Then Chen Xiaojun's body jolted, and he barked, "Giant Serpent Turnover Downward Slash Sword!"
With that shout, he began flipping rapidly through the air like a flood dragon emerging from the sea.
Every flip brought a fierce streak of sword light slashing toward Qian Daoliu like lightning.
This was one of the supreme techniques of Gai Nie's Vertical Swordsmanship.
Sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, unending, every strike carrying a ferocious, ruthless momentum.
"One strike... three strikes... five strikes... eight strikes..."
Alarmed by the rain of sword light, Qian