Clang-
Inside the great warehouse, where broken tiles rained down, cold steel flashed!
The instant Zhou Huaili smashed through the roof, Ye Jingtang stamped hard against the ground and sprang upward. Holding his saber in his left hand, he drew its long silver blade like a white rainbow piercing the sun, striking the thrusting sword with unerring accuracy.
Dong~
An ethereal note rang out.
It came with the sound of tearing robes.
Zhou Huaili's swordsmanship was supremely seasoned. As he turned his sword sideways to block, the blade bent and sprang toward Ye Jingtang's shoulder, instantly slicing open his black robe.
That move could have severed his tendons and crippled Ye Jingtang's left arm.
But what the rebounding blade exposed was not flesh and blood, but unscathed silver mail!
Almost simultaneously, the surging force in the saber traveled through Zhou Huaili's sword into his body.
Suspended in midair with nothing to brace against, how could Zhou Huaili's hundred-odd pounds withstand Ye Jingtang's full-force eruption from the ground? He was immediately hurled upward.
"Hah-!"
As Song Chi fell, he roared and drove his elbow downward in a ferocious strike at the back of Zhou Huaili's head, seeking to kill him with one blow.
But Zhou Huaili's swordsmanship was by no means an empty reputation.
As Ye Jingtang's explosive saber strike smashed his sword toward his own body, Zhou Huaili pressed his arm directly against the blade.
Dong~
The blade bent and rebounded around his body, curving into almost a semicircle as it flicked unerringly toward Song Chi's heart.
Song Chi fought ferociously and dared to trade injury for injury, but he certainly would not do something as foolish as trade his life for a wound. He immediately shifted his elbow aside and drove a knee into Zhou Huaili's flank.
Thump-!
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