Xiao Manxue looked up in awe, amid the fluttering leaves, the silver orb was incomparably beautiful, inspiring wonder. Yet beneath this beautiful exterior, sharpness and danger lurked.
As the silver orb reached its brightest, it suddenly exploded, and numerous sword shadows shot out from the silver orb, striking the falling leaves in mid-air with precision.
Within the spherical space of five meters in diameter, each leaf was split in two, with not the slightest error, as if they had been meticulously cut.
The silver glow suddenly retracted and vanished; Lin Tian now stood with his sword in hand, on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
Xiao Manxue looked at the leaves scattered around her, the expression of amazement on her face lingering for a long time. She couldn't imagine how Lin Tian, whose combat style was so rough, could execute such an astonishingly exquisite blade technique.
