The sword tip referred to the Crescent Moon Stab blade in Shen Yu's hand.
Clang clang
Only a harsh metallic screech was heard as the two Soldiers clashed, and a shower of sparks burst out.
The tremendous impact blasted back both the swirling smoke and Shen Yu at the same time.
But even so, a cold sneer still appeared on Shen Yu's face.
Seeing that sneer, I don't know why, but the smoke drifting all over my body couldn't help but jump out.
"Buzzz…"
With a sound that pierced straight into the clouds, Wu Feiyan hurriedly turned her blade and stepped to the side.
However, she was still a bit too slow.
Before the Sword could chop down, the Crescent Moon Stab that had been struck by Wu Feiyan strangely left a clearly visible, deep bloody mark on Wu Feiyan's shoulder.
A chunk of flesh was sliced off her shoulder, and Wu Yan couldn't help but furrow her brows.
She hadn't expected that seemingly unusual girl to be so full of tricks.
