Cang City.
Fang Yi held his saber one-handed. The Blazing Tang Blade glowed crimson, its fiery patterns flickering.
Blazing flames poured forth like water.
Whoosh!
He slashed.
A scorching blast of air rushed toward him.
The heavens crumbled, the earth split, and a sea of fire surged!
Yue Fengjiang's pupils contracted sharply.
This terrifying heat was practically about to burn his entire body to ashes!
In an instant, he reacted. As he swiftly took flight to evade, the pitch-black horizontal saber at his waist had already left its sheath.
The next second, he landed before Fang Yi and slashed several times in succession in what looked like a somewhat clumsy stance. Yue Fengjiang had trained in saber techniques since childhood, and this chaining technique had long been etched into his body.
This was a Flash-Chain Saber Technique. He repeatedly slashed from the same angle and in the same stance, forcing his opponent to meet his blade head-on. It came down to whose strength ran out first. Yue Fengjiang was the power-type; at his strongest, he had directly cut his master's saber in two.
The saber light surged like a tide, but it was useless.
Fang Yi did not fall into his trap at all. With a single downward slash, his frigid saber light forced Yue Fengjiang back step by step!
"Such terrifying saber technique!"
Cold sweat poured from Yue Fengjiang's forehead.
The flames burning upon that saber seemed tailor-made for the Tang Saber. With every different swing, fire would come roaring in from utterly unpredictable directions. Its trajectories were bizarre, impossible to anticipate.
In this situation, the saber techniques he had cultivated could not display even the slightest effect.
In Yue Fengjiang's previous experience,
ordinary Pioneers either traded blows with him or died to a single slash. But after entering