When Qin Ming saw Li Yichen, he looked as though he had seen a ghost. His expression changed drastically, and he turned to flee.
"Think you can get away?" Li Yichen sneered. With a sweep of his hand, countless Black Chains extended from the void, forming an inescapable net that swept toward Qin Ming from every direction.
"I'll fight you to the death!" Seeing that he had no way out, Qin Ming's face twisted savagely.
With a thought, a flying sword appeared in front of him.
Then he slammed a hand against his chest and spat a mouthful of blood onto the flying sword.
Immediately afterward, he formed seals with both hands and shouted, "Kunlun Secret Sword—Swordfall—Heaven Burial!"
The next instant, the flying sword grew over ten meters long and one or two meters wide, its blade radiating blood-red light.
Qin Ming's face was contorted, his eyes bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and roared, "You forced me to do this!"
With that, he pointed at Li Yichen, and the giant sword turned into a streak of bloody light that shot toward him.
Li Yichen frowned, thinking, This guy may be a scumbag, but he does have some skill.
Then he gave a cold, disdainful laugh. "But that's all you've got." As he spoke, he extended a finger and tapped the air.
A massive, pitch-black finger formed in the void and moved to meet the giant sword.
"Buzz..." The enormous finger and sword collided violently, sending a shock wave rippling outward.
"Rumble..." Wherever the shock wave passed, rocks shattered and flew. An avalanche instantly swept down from the mountaintop, carrying masses of snow, broken ice, and stones.
"It's not over yet!" Qin Ming roared savagely. "Die... explode!"
The moment his words fell, the flying sword blazed with red light, and cracking