"So fast!"
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd. The speed of both men's movements was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, they had already engaged.
Ye Xuan's formidable soul power was crucial at this moment. He successfully tracked Cang Wugui's movements, or else he might have been at a disadvantage right from the start.
Clang!
The iron swords clashed together, and sparks flew out like celestial maidens scattering flowers. Some sparks, combining with the Sword Qi in mid-air, twirled around like burning moths.
Using the powerful rebound force, Ye Xuan was sent flying back, his robes fluttering. The next moment, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he charged forward at an even faster speed, thrusting his iron sword.
Cang Wugui's reaction speed was not a bit slower than Ye Xuan's. His body slightly swayed, avoiding Ye Xuan's lightning-fast sword. The iron sword swept sideways, aiming directly at Ye Xuan's face.
Swish!
