Zuo Fenglei's gaze sharpened. With a leap, he retreated from beneath Qin Guan. Grasping his saber with both hands, a dazzling blade light erupted from his long saber, like an enraged dragon.
"Wind Shadow Illusion Killing Saber!"
As soon as the blade light emerged, it drained the air in front of Zuo Fenglei, causing threads of spiritual power to evaporate. The airwaves rose like windless waves, making it impossible for one to keep their eyes open in the face of this astonishing blade light.
Clang!
The blade edge and sword tip clashed, and sparks flew like a shower of fire in the space between their rotations.
Bang!
Zuo Fenglei's body flared red, and his long saber was instantly repelled. He staggered back dozens of steps, with airwaves tumultuously spreading to the edge of the platform.
"Ugh…"
Zuo Fenglei halted his retreat, his face pale as he clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Whoosh!
