Chen Jing's gaze sharpened.
So Fang Yuanyi had chosen this moment to kick him while he was down.
Chen Jing might have considered how hard to strike an outsider.
But with an old acquaintance like Fang Yuanyi, there was no need to hold back.
Chen Jing did not hesitate.
His blood surged like boiling water, and his true qi billowed as he drove it to 300%!
The Cold Moon Saber in his hand abruptly accelerated, and Great Sun True Fire flared amid its icy gleam.
His Blade Force turned fierce and unyielding.
The swordsman's pupils contracted, and he hastily raised his sword to block.
Clang!
Sparks flew.
The swordsman hurtled backward.
His feet scraped two white streaks across the ground.
If Song Chenxing had not braced a hand against his back to bleed off the force, he would not have stopped.
The sword in his hand still trembled and hummed.
Even the web of his sword hand had gone numb from the shock.
The swordsman was horrified. What terrifying explosive power this young man had!
Back in the courtyard,
Chen Jing had driven the swordsman away with one slash.
He reversed his blade and cut again, cleaving the two strands of Heavenly Punishment Lock Force to pieces as though they were tofu. Then he leaped, moving almost as if he had teleported.
He appeared in midair in an instant. Fang Yuanyi was stunned.
What?!
Were you this fierce last time?
Chen Jing had no intention of going easy on Fang Yuanyi. He struck with his palm.
Tiger's Roar and Crane's Cry! The sound made hearts quake.
A phantom of Yin-Yang Wuji flashed from his palm and slammed toward Fang Yuanyi's chest.
Fang Yuanyi was in midair, his mind shaken by Chen Jing. With no way to dodge, he could only