The Xiao Family Elder was filled with a mixture of shock and rage. Looking at Fang Cheng, who was several levels below him, he didn't dare to be careless. With a wave of his long sleeve, the shadow of a pale golden staff shot out and clashed with Fang Cheng's sword light.
The Cold Wave Radiance Sword trembled slightly before curling upward again. Its sword light was incredibly fast, circling the Elder and constantly slashing and thrusting at him.
The Elder's expression was grave. He swung the pale golden staff up and down, forming an impenetrable defense.
Atop the auspicious cloud, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows in the blink of an eye.
The Elder was utterly shocked. He increasingly felt that he had still underestimated this Outer Disciple of the Yinluo Sect.
