"Swish! Clang!"
The sounds of the sharp blades drifted out and sparks burst out as the swords collided with each other. The breath of the Golden Core cultivator surged between the two of them, However, blow after blow, Luo Heng was being pushed back by the disheveled haired man.
"Ah!"
He staggered back and was about to fall when he was held up by someone. He turned back in shock and saw that the youth had held him up and then pushed him forward saying encouragingly: "Senior Brother Luo, I believe you will be able to defeat him, go again!"
"Ah!"
Luo Heng exclaimed, his face screwed up tight as he pushed forward again. With the momentum of being pushed from behind, he waved his sword in his hand and rushed forward again: "Come on!"
"Swish! Boom boom boom!"
