"Die!" At last, a few traces of satisfaction appeared on Ye Kuang's face. A streak of sword light in his hand slashed directly down at Ye Xiwen.
At last, this battle was about to draw to a close. After this clash, Ye Xiwen, whom he had never considered worthy of notice, had unknowingly become an enormous threat in his heart—enough to be mentioned in the same breath as Ye Qiong. Compared to Ye Qiong, Ye Xiwen lacked only time. Given enough time, he might well pose a tremendous threat to him.
Now, he could finally eliminate him, then kill Ye Qiong as well. That would settle a lingering concern, and he would have nothing left to worry about.
"Ye Kuang, you should know when to stop!"
Suddenly, an astonishing voice echoed through the void. Immediately afterward, a terrifying wind blade tore through space, transforming into a stream of light as it shot toward them at incredible speed.
Boom!
At last, before the sword light could strike Ye Xiwen, the wind blade crashed fiercely into it.
Amid a dreadful explosion, both the wind blade and the sword light were annihilated by each other's power, turning into boundless waves of air that swept outward.
Ye Xiwen escaped disaster through this, barely steadying himself in midair. His face was deathly pale, and his entire body looked as though he had been hauled out of water, drenched through with cold sweat.
He had finally snatched his life back at the critical moment. The Phoenix Rebirth Art within his body circulated without pause, repairing the fatal wound in his chest. He had come within a hair's breadth of being cleaved in two. Ye Kuang's combat strength was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Only now did Ye Xiwen finally understand why Ye Kuang had