Sword lights danced, and as they clashed, they emitted faint sparks. Where the blades met, Chang Le's focused eyes flashed intermittently, alternating with Xu Yingqi's solemn gaze.
A long sword tapped against Chang Le's wrist.
Chang Le suddenly felt a sour ache in her wrist, and Jianwei flew from her hand, landing on the ground not far away.
Chapter 116