Dashi Rahman Khan moved like a powerful arrow riding the wind. The instant the thought arose, he crossed the bounds of space and appeared before Chen Xiaojun like a phantom from the underworld.
His sharp claws, wreathed in [wolfblood flame], gleamed with an eerie yet alluring red light beneath the spilling silver radiance, like the most dazzling nightmare in the night.
"Bloodflame Greedy Wolf Claw!"
With a deep roar that shook the soul, Dashi Rahman Khan brought his right claw down on Chen Xiaojun like divine punishment, carrying a suffocating wave of heat and destructive power.
At that moment, the breath of death pressed against Chen Xiaojun's spine like ice. He could distinctly feel his heart beating, like grains of sand silently slipping, one by one, through the hourglass of life.
Yet faced with a blow that could decide life or death, Chen Xiaojun showed no fear. Instead, he remained calm beyond ordinary human limits.
He parted his lips and chanted. Eclipse Yin Wind Roar tore through the air, its sound erupting in successive bursts like sunspots. At such close range, waves of sound surged through the confined space, making even Dashi Rahman Khan reel with dizziness.
At the same time, he lightly touched the Moye sword to the ground. With flexibility that defied reason, his body slipped clear of Dashi Rahman Khan's fatal strike by the narrowest margin.
The instant the [Bloodflame Greedy Wolf Claw] landed, a thunderous boom rang out. The ground was mercilessly torn apart, leaving a deep, blazing crater. Dust billowed and flames scattered, weaving a scene of devastation.
Had Chen Xiaojun's reaction been even half a beat slower, that destructive power would likely have reduced him to a wisp of smoke.
Even so, though Chen Xiaojun barely avoided the fatal blow of Dashi Rahman Khan's