Chen Yi's face was as calm as water as he raised his blade and stepped toward the three men.
Just ten steps away from Chou Gang, he suddenly surged forward, the chilling gleam of his blade cutting through the air as a fierce gust tore at his sleeves, making them whip and snap violently.
Chou Gang, a master of the blade himself, instantly perceived the overwhelming force of the attack.
The scene before him split into an imperceptible thin line.
Breaking Wind, Cleaving Rain!
Chou Gang, skilled in wielding the Horse-slaying Saber with the power to split mountains and shatter stones, showed a rare expression of terror as he was forced to retreat by this strike.
Chen Yi's blade struck empty air, yet his momentum did not cease; instead, he used it to draw a sweeping arc, his figure leaping forward as he unleashed a second strike.
The chilling gleam aimed directly at the face, this successive attack was shockingly fast.
The blade's sound was nearly explosive!
