Ling Tianyu and his wife watched the raindrops filling the sky, aware that these were no ordinary drops; they were attacking in the form of countless spear flowers.
"Clang!"
The couple's right hands shuddered as the City-Toppling Swords in their hands emitted a dazzling light, their right hands raising the swords.
"Whoosh—shrilly—"
The swords merged, a flower of swords accompanying countless raindrops forward.
"Ding—ding—"
The raindrops collided, as did the spear flowers and the sword flowers, turning the raindrops into nothingness with no clear winner, yet the spear flowers and sword flowers remained at a standstill.
"Interesting." Xuan Ming Saint Child saw this and grew intrigued. It was good to have a killing intent, but he also wanted to spar with his opponent. He hadn't fought in years and wouldn't miss the chance.
