"Please!" Ye Xiao reached out one hand.
"Please!" Fang Wudi reached out a hand too.
Ye Xiao stopped talking. With a long shout, he jumped up to the sky, and then dashed down like a shooting star. He moved casually with the glittering sword in his hand and the sounding thunderclaps around the sword.
"Nice move!" Fang Wudi shouted and said, "Just good enough to have such a fine sword!"
As he turned around, the nameless sword unleashed many streams of cold lights shooting over to Ye Xiao.
When the weapons of both sides were at the same level, the cultivator's own cultivation power was the key to the result of the fight. Fang Wudi was experienced in battles, so he naturally chose to fight with his ascendancy against Ye Xiao's shortage.
"Laugh of the Monarch, Worldly Laughter Blast!" Ye Xiao knew the enemy was going to make a direct strike, but he actually stopped moving. Only the lights of his sword were still moving forward. It was amazing!