This sword strike was astonishingly fast.
Huo Changjun not only had a much stronger cultivation than Duan Long, but his swordsmanship was also far superior.
Ye Xuan didn't move at first; he merely watched as the sword approached from afar. In his pupils, the trajectory of the sword seemed absolutely clear.
Clang!
Ye Xuan moved. No, to be precise, it was the Thunder Abyss Sword in his scabbard that moved of its own accord, shooting out to meet Huo Changjun.
Ye Xuan himself appeared almost like a phantom behind the sword hilt, tapping on it with a finger.
In Huo Changjun's terrified eyes, Ye Xuan's Thunder Abyss Sword slashed past him, striking his abdomen.
"Bang!"
Before Huo Changjun's body could hit the ground, it was sent flying more than ten meters away again, falling off the Battle Martial Platform.
A splash was heard, and he fell into the pool below the platform, causing a large burst of water.
"Unharmed?"
