Quick!
Quick!
Quick!
Whoosh! A startling sword radiance appeared before Ye Xiwen, swift as a startled swan!
Its speed was utterly invisible to the naked eye. Only when it closed in on Ye Xiwen's face did it reveal itself, embodying the very essence of invincibility through speed alone.
Crash!
The terrifying gale raised by the descending sword radiance sent Ye Xiwen's hair flying and made his robes snap loudly in the wind.
"Die!" At that moment, Bei Shan Jue, moving with his sword, finally revealed himself in midair. A savage expression crossed his face as he looked at Ye Xiwen as though he were already dead.
"Fast?" Ye Xiwen suddenly spoke, and Bei Shan Jue finally sensed that something was wrong.
"If this is all you have, then I'm faster than you!" Ye Xiwen sneered. A pair of Demon Wings instantly unfurled behind him, and his figure vanished from where he stood as though he had teleported, leaving behind only an afterimage. Bei Shan Jue's sword radiance pierced straight through his head and passed through it, striking only the afterimage rather than Ye Xiwen himself.
"What? This is bad!" Bei Shan Jue finally realized that things were far from good. His speed had already reached the pinnacle, his body entrusted to the void, making him impossible to guard against. Yet even so, Ye Xiwen had broken it with ease, and terror immediately welled up within him.
"Only realizing it now? Isn't that a little too slow?" Ye Xiwen's laughter drifted through the void.
When Bei Shan Jue came back to his senses, he discovered that Ye Xiwen had somehow appeared directly before him, less than a foot away. He could practically see the cold, merciless expression on Ye Xiwen's face.
His pupils abruptly constricted. He saw Ye Xiwen extend a