The face is gone, so let's not waste words—fight!
"Soul Splitting Beheading!"
Seeing the opponent emerge from the array for battle, Chen Xuantian no longer held back. He raised his hand to chop, unleashing Dao power all around him, and slashed out with a Blood Blade; a scarlet crescent wrapped with soaring Blood Breath, aimed at the opponent's head.
Cang Ming countered with a sword strike, using the four-foot-two-inch Xuanying Treasure Sword like a dragon, unleashing pure black sword energy mixed with chilling air, shooting out a black ice spike.
"Bang!"
The Blood Blade and Black Sword collided and shattered in mid-air, scattering ice shards and Blood Wind everywhere, with black ice spikes falling like hail, nailing the ground solidly.
With just this move, Chen Xuantian realized that the faceless Cang Ming's treasure sword state was enhanced, and his power was definitely not inferior to his own, not something that could be resolved with one or two strikes.
