"Clang clang!"
Lu Zheng and Yue Yifeng exchanged over a dozen moves in mid-air. Lu Zheng withdrew, and the two Silver Feather Cyan Mist Swords broke through the saber's shadow and flew back.
"Clang!"
Yue Yifeng blocked the flying swords, and a subtle and invisible saber Qi quietly approached three feet from Lu Zheng's throat.
The White Cloud Sword lightly tapped, breaking this saber Qi.
Yue Yifeng shook his head, unexpectedly finding Lu Zheng's Sword Dao realm so strong, his strength not inferior at all.
However...
He could not be assured of defeating Tu Yuya; could he not even defeat a Tushan guest who married a common Celestial Fox girl?
Yue Yifeng's self-esteem couldn't accept this, so he decided to unleash a big move.
"Nice swordsmanship." Yue Yifeng nodded in admiration, "But let's end here."
In the next moment, the Crescent Saber flashed, appearing above Yue Yifeng's head like a cold moon shimmering.
