In the forbidden grounds of Lingyue Village, Ye Tian and Wu Fan stood facing each other.
A gleam of flowing light flashed in Wu Fan's hand. His gaze at Ye Tian was vicious and ferocious, like that of a lone wolf.
Yet when his eyes fell upon Ye Tian's Void Meteorite Sword, they revealed wariness and desire.
Clearly, he had seen that this sword was extraordinarily remarkable.
In their earlier clash, Wu Fan had clearly blocked this Dao Soldier.
Yet somehow, two streams of Sword Qi had come slicing at him, causing him to suffer a minor loss.
Such injuries were merely superficial wounds to a mid Heavenly Venerate cultivator, but the threat posed by this sword was truly no small matter.
This was a powerful Dao Soldier no less formidable than his own Profound Light Dagger.
"Shouldn't these useless probes be over by now?" Ye Tian held his longsword straight, its point aimed directly at Wu Fan.
A mid Heavenly Venerate cultivator could not possibly have only this much skill.
In truth, his Void Meteorite Sword could originally have inflicted far greater damage.
But Wu Fan's cultivation was profound, his foundation solid, and his spiritual energy defenses exceptionally strong.
Thus, even after taking two streams of Sword Qi, Wu Fan had not been seriously injured.
Instead, the Wu Fan whose ferocity had been stirred was even more dangerous than before.
Still, Ye Tian did not care.
He had faced enemies far more terrifying than this.
Overcoming the strong while weak was merely routine for Ye Tian.
In fact, if hidden abilities such as battle awareness and combat techniques were taken into account, it was hard to say who was weaker and who was stronger.
"Then die!" The dagger in Wu Fan's hand shot out once more. "Flowing Light Kill!"