SPARKS flew from the collision of the sword and the dagger. The sword was suddenly surrounded with golden flames. One could see that the owner of the sword wanted to end this unexpected battle as soon as possible. But would Luo Yan let him? Of course not.
Luo Yan could feel the tremendous heat from the flame. If his daggers were made of ordinary materials, it would have probably melted by now. Black flashes of shadow appeared on the daggers, competing against the golden flame.
The golden-haired young man seemed to be surprised seeing that. Luo Yan took advantage of the other's temporary gaffe and used his [8th Movement Dance] skill.
