Master of Black Mountain was startled. He knew that if this strike hit him, he would suffer a fatal blow.
He hurriedly leaped forward, evading Dao Lord Taichu's attack.
At the same time, he swiftly turned around, his longsword stabbing toward Dao Lord Taichu's back like a flash of lightning.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Dao Lord Taichu immediately withdrew his staff and waved his right hand, sending a powerful blast of force at Master of Black Mountain.
Master of Black Mountain felt the air ahead being compressed, instantly forming an invisible barrier that blocked the powerful force outside.
The two resumed their fierce exchange, their moves growing ever sharper, every strike seeming capable of cutting the other to pieces.
Their figures crossed and intertwined as bursts of explosions and tremors rang through the air.
Nearly everyone was stunned senseless by the terror of the battle. Only a very small number of experts could clearly see their moves.
Suddenly, Dao Lord Taichu's figure vanished into the light curtain once more.
Master of Black Mountain did not lower his guard. His gaze swept the surroundings, ready at any moment for Dao Lord Taichu's surprise assault.
Just as he expected, Dao Lord Taichu appeared behind him again.
Master of Black Mountain spun around sharply, thrusting his longsword at Dao Lord Taichu's chest.
Dao Lord Taichu did not dodge. Instead, he raised his staff and smashed it viciously into Master of Black Mountain's sword.
With a deafening boom, their powers collided. The powerful shockwave instantly shattered the surrounding peaks into fragments, and thick smoke and dust filled the air.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Master of Black Mountain and Dao Lord Taichu were already standing at opposite ends of the light curtain.
Both were somewhat exhausted, yet their eyes still shone