SWISH SWISH SWISH!
Fang Han's attacks were like a tidal wave, one crashing after another without cease.
Relying on the terrifying mobility granted by the Wind and Cloud Escape, he constantly shifted his position, attacking from all sorts of difficult angles.
Sometimes from the left, sometimes from the right, sometimes from behind—the light of his sword was like a web of silk, completely enveloping Yin Huang.
For a moment, the area beside the official road seemed to have transformed into a chaotic scene of carnage.
Sword Qi crisscrossed through the air, carving deep gashes into the ground and trees.
Fist Seals roared and exploded, smashing crater after crater into the earth. Yin Cold Qi Force spilled out, causing the surrounding temperature to drop significantly and frost to form on the grass and trees.
