All of those hard-hitting moves were paired with Tianming's Grand-Orient Sword and Fiendsky Arm. His white hair fluttered about as Feiling flew around like a fairy, weaving around as she pleased. All of it made for quite a mighty picture.

The others, having seen the sheer number of tricks at their disposal, considered Lin Feng, his wife, and his concubines to be rather complex fighters. They didn't seem to be any kind of genius, especially their aura. Putting their levels aside, even Lin Xiuzhu looked like the kid next door, while Tianming's white hair, black arm, and heterochromic black and gold eyes gave him an imperial air. The split Grand-Orient Sword was ready...