Han Qianshan's face turned extremely unsightly, letting out a furious roar, his long saber cutting through the air with a piercing howl.
All the ice surrounding him transformed into Han Qianshan's blade, slashing at Ye Chen from all directions.
Ye Chen raised his hand and swung his sword.
Yin and Yang intertwined, the sword move was seamless, the power of utmost Yin and utmost Yang shattered the ice blades.
Once again unrestricted, golden light flickered under Ye Chen's feet, and he charged towards Han Qianshan.
Han Qianshan felt goosebumps all over, his hair standing on end. Without thinking, relying purely on instinct, he swung his blade to his side.
"Clang!"
Blade met sword!
Previously, when Ye Chen and Han Qianshan's powers clashed head-on at this level, Ye Chen was at a disadvantage, but this time, the situation was entirely different.
