Yen Xingtian spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the woman in front of him with a serious expression.
"What a sharp sword!"
Yen Xingtian exclaimed.
He had thought it was just an ordinary sword strike.
But he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
Moreover, he inexplicably felt a strong coldness within that sword strike.
He was certain that this coldness came from the woman's True Essence.
"Such a strange True Essence, how can someone's True Essence carry such coldness?" Yen Xingtian muttered to himself.
The surrounding crowd also showed signs of surprise.
They didn't expect Yen Xingtian to be at a disadvantage in the first attack.
However, Chen Linfeng smiled lightly; how dare he be so conceited in front of his junior sister?
He himself wouldn't dare to take a sword from his junior sister without using a weapon.
"Beauty, I was careless just now, but next, I will show you my true strength." Yen Xingtian stood up again.
His gaze at Murong Xue became extremely sharp.
