With two clangs, Wu Xuancang was the first to clash with Du Deyi. They exchanged two blows in an instant, but Wu Xuancang was outmatched and was knocked back, spraying blood from his mouth.
"Laughable. You think that sword qi from your fingers is enough?" Du Deyi raised his saber to block, easily neutralizing the sword qi Li Bai shot at him.
"They say the precious sword in your hand never leaves its sheath. I really would like to see what's so extraordinary about it," Du Deyi said, glancing at Li Bai's sword.
"Really? You'll have your chance," Li Bai said with a light chuckle.
Despite his words, his aura changed. His whole being became like a razor-sharp sword, countless streaks of fierce sword qi flickering in and out of sight around him.
"Hm?" Sensing this, Du Deyi let out an involuntary exclamation of surprise.
He had not expected this fellow to have such astonishing attainments in swordsmanship.
Among the old fellows he knew who were proficient in the sword Dao and roughly his equal in strength, there did not seem to be anyone capable of this.
How had this fellow managed it?
Given more time, this fellow might reach even more astonishing heights in swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he would not give him that chance.
Surprised though he was, his opponent's cultivation realm was plain to see, so Du Deyi did not dwell on it. Today would be the day they died.
With a series of booms, Du Deyi charged at the two, showing not the slightest hesitation in the face of Li Bai's shooting sword qi.
Just as I thought. After blocking several streaks of Li Bai's sword qi, Du Deyi felt even more reassured.
The main issue was still his opponent's insufficient strength. No matter how great his insight