CLANG! The Steel Blade in his hand was severed by Liu Lang.
A single strike was all it took.
Liu Lang instantly retreated ten zhang, straightened up, and exhaled before saying with a smile,
"Boss, your blade is gone."
Chen Yi didn't respond, instead looking up to read the contents on the light screen one more time.
Then, his gaze shifted toward the Prefecture City as he said thoughtfully,
"What's coming will come."
"That's right, that's right. How could you possibly be my opponent using just an ordinary long blade?"
Seeing Liu Lang's misunderstanding, Chen Yi glanced down, tossed away the Broken Blade, and pulled back his left sleeve.
"As you wish. However..."
He paused, then whipped out his Long Spear. His eyes fixed on Liu Lang as he tilted his head up slightly and asked,
"You couldn't even get past my blade. Why insist on seeing my Spear Dao?"
But Liu Lang just shook his head, his tone laced with excitement. "No, it's different."
