This sword strike was perilously close. Even though Ye Luochen had anticipated it and prepared to break free of the Soul Guidance Cannon turret's restraints, large portions of his clothing were torn apart.
Even his skin bore a line of blood. Had the life energy not taken effect, he would likely have been sliced open long ago.
"So strong!"
This was Ye Luochen's only thought at the moment.
In a direct confrontation, he was no match for this sword strike.
But from Ye Luochen's experience, a move that had built up momentum for so long usually only had one strike. Once unleashed, its accumulated momentum would disapp—
It did not disappear in the slightest!
There was no time to celebrate dodging that strike. Ji Juechen's next slash immediately followed.
It carried the same ultimate sharpness and came at Ye Luochen with the same terrifying speed.
This guy, why isn't he playing by the rules?!
Ye Luochen cursed inwardly as his feet continually stepped down, his body moving and shifting at high speed as he narrowly evaded Ji Juechen's relentless sword strikes.
The situation reversed. As Ji Juechen swung his sword again and again, Ye Luochen's room to move was rapidly compressed until he had nowhere left to retreat and nowhere to dodge.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Luochen simply stopped evading. The Dark Iron Blade condensed into his hand, and four soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—lit up and flashed at once.
With the combined enhancement of four soul skills, Ye Luochen clenched the hilt and met Ji Juechen's sword head-on with his blade.
On one side was a massive black greatsword; on the other, the small and exquisite Dark Iron Blade.
The outcome seemed obvious at a glance.
Yet at the instant the two collided, Ye Luochen moved again.
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