The sword used by this person is the long sword used by the Blood Eagle Warriors in the West Wind. However, the swords of the Snow Eagle Warriors are often placed in front, and no one carries them cross-body behind their backs. This is because the action of drawing the sword with the backhand is slower than unsheathing it with the front.

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And since this man dares to carry the sword behind his back, it means that this is the fastest way for him to draw the sword.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then took a step forward in mutual understanding.

The raindrops fell on the spot between the two of them, but they fell silently.

A fierce confrontation has begun between Zhao Rang and this person.

The dripping rainwater has been stirred up by the energy before it hits the ground.

This kind of confrontation is invisible to outsiders. Only the two people involved in the confrontation know how dangerous it is.

Zhao Rang's energy stretches for a long time, like ocean waves, one wave after another, endless. But the other party's energy is like the rocks on the shore. Although the waves are constantly washing and lapping, the rocks remain motionless and firm.

Stand upright.

It wasn't until the rain fell again between the two that the battle for strength ended in a draw.

The opponent pulled out the long sword on his back. What was strange was that his sword just hovered in the air, with sword energy flowing all over his body. The rainwater was splashed and flew out, turning into powerful steel balls.

"Buzz..."

Between heaven and earth, a leisurely buzzing sound sounded.

Weak but lasting.

Zhao Rang's ears moved. In the sound of the sword, he heard a harmonious meaning. It seemed like a newly thawed glacier. Although the water flow was not yet rapid, it was powerful and unstoppable.

This is the most common sight in nature. As long as the seasons continue to rotate, it will happen again and again every year.

Suddenly, Zhao Rang suddenly remembered a poem and whispered:

"The grass on the Lili plain dries up and flourishes every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows."

His voice was very soft and he spoke very slowly, but it still passed through the noisy rain curtain and reached the other party's ears.

Zhao Rang saw his hand shaking slightly, and his momentum paused.
Chapter completed!