With a boom, Yu Weibo took a punch from Black-Clad Qin Hao and spat another mouthful of blood. His face turned pale as paper.
But Qin Hao gave him no pause. His third sword strike was already upon him.
"Qin Hao, you dare!"
Yu Weibo was genuinely shaken. Never had he imagined that an opponent he had dismissed would drive him into such a desperate position.
Just two rounds of attacks had left Yu Weibo grievously wounded.
He had a feeling that if Qin Hao kept attacking, he would surely die.
Hum!
Qin Hao's face was cold as his third sword strike swept in. Terror flooded Yu Weibo's face. He had killed countless warriors, including no small number of Azure Flame Sect Disciples.
Yu Weibo had never cared when he killed others. But now that death loomed over him, he was afraid.
He had never known he feared death so much.
Nor had he ever imagined he would face such peril one day.
Whoosh!
Yu Weibo tried to speak, but Qin Hao gave him no chance. Under the altered flow of time, he could not even tell where Qin Hao's attack was. Then a flash of violet Sword Radiance crossed his vision, and the next instant—
A dazzling Violet Sword Light appeared before him and slammed into his body.
Hum! Brilliant yellow light suddenly burst from Yu Weibo. It blocked Qin Hao's Violet Sword Light completely.
Even so, the force drove Yu Weibo backward. As he retreated, Black-Clad Qin Hao struck with another punch, just as he had before.
He once again used two layers of Hidden Force.
The yellow light still shone. It blocked Black-Clad Qin Hao's power as well, leaving only a tiny fraction to reach Yu Weibo.
Yu Weibo's expression shifted, and another trickle of blood seeped