Dual Swords - Dragon Fang!

When Yajie saw this move, his expression instantly turned grave, and he inwardly cursed. He instinctively tried to evade the terrifying strike, but just as he moved, something astonishing happened—the dragon-shaped slash changed direction with his movements as if it were alive!

Yajie's heart sank, and he immediately understood. This move, dual swords - Dragon Fang, could automatically track its enemy! Faced with such a bizarre technique, he had no way to dodge and could only take it head-on.

Gritting his teeth, Yajie raised his katana before him, pouring all his strength into the blade. At the same time, he lowered his body slightly, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and assumed a defensive stance.

The next second, Ata's dual swords stabbed fiercely into Yajie's katana with thunderous force. In an instant, the clang of steel rang out in every direction as sparks flew.

The enormous impact crashed down like raging waves. Yajie felt as if countless heavy hammers were striking both his hands at once. The violent tremors nearly numbed his arms, making them feel as though they no longer belonged to him.

Although Yajie exerted every ounce of his strength to resist the overwhelming force, his efforts were utterly insignificant before that mountain-toppling impact. It felt as though an invisible giant hand had seized his body. No matter how he struggled, he could not steady himself and could only retreat unwillingly.

His feet scraped against the hard ground with a piercing screech, carving two deep trails into the earth as though he were being forcibly dragged along. Yet it was all futile. Yajie's retreat did not stop; it only grew faster.

Just when Yajie thought he had finally managed to withstand the force, something went wrong. At the last moment, his hands could no longer bear the