"Do you think I'm afraid to engage in close combat with you?"
Zhao Han snorted coldly, facing Chen Nan's attack, actually made a move different from other cultivators. While calling back his Flying Sword, he swung his palm straight at Chen Nan's face.
A cultivator daring to fight a martial artist at close range.
Even Chen Nan himself felt some admiration for Zhao Han's courage. The moment their Gang Qi collided, it was like a bomb exploding. With them at the center, a surging energy storm swept outwards, shattering countless trees and forcing both men to stumble backwards.
While Chen Nan was retreating, Zhao Han's Flying Sword had already attacked from behind, aiming straight for Chen Nan's back.
Feeling the cold chill on his back, Chen Nan's Ancient Shield emerged through his body, blocking it behind him. With a "clang," sparks flew as the Flying Sword was stopped by the Ancient Shield, then it turned into a streak of light and flew back to Zhao Han.
