No one can lose.
No one dares to lose!
These two mindsets are precisely the current state of Xue Xian and Yu Wenye, already locked in a battle that has turned the sky dark and the earth dim. Even so, after a round of fierce fighting, Yu Wenye's face grew increasingly pale, his breath weak, and the sweat on his forehead could no longer conceal his fatigue.
Seeing this situation, Xue Xian felt more confident of his victory.
This person came out of the city today to fight, basically courting death. Since he delivered himself, how could he not be accepted?
With this thought, Xue Xian suddenly swung his blade twice, slashing directly down at Yu Wenye's lower ribs from left and right, the angles cunning and impossible to guard against. Although Yu Wenye was exhausted and nearly out of energy, he gritted his teeth, raised the Mo Blade upright in front of him, his hands on the hilt misaligning slightly, immediately deflecting the devious blows.
