章 1302: A Pitched Battle!

In the middle of the training field, Jian Wushuang and Universe God Qing Yang were standing opposite one another.

The universe was in silence.

The surrounding people held their breath as they watched the battle.

The Blood Mountain Sword had already appeared in Jian Wushuang's hand, while the black sickle had appeared in Universe God Qing Yang's hand. The desire to fight soared in both their eyes.

"I have been looking forward to this battle," Jian Wushuang pointed at his opponent with the tip of his blade, "Universe God Qing Yang, I hope you don't disappoint me."

"I will grant your wish," Universe God Qing Yang lifted the corner of his lips and smiled coldly as he thought to himself, "This battle, I must bring all my skills into play, but I can't kill Jian Wushuang straightaway, right at the beginning. I have to do it slowly."