Liu Lang was entirely unconcerned. The two figures brandished their long blades from the left and right, slashing toward Yan Jingchen.
"Ghost Blade: Double Kill!"
"Hmph!"
Yan Jingchen snorted coldly, reaching out with both hands to catch the two blade lights.
CRACK! CRACK!
Following two crisp sounds that rang out almost simultaneously, the blade gleams shattered.
Instead of being pleased, Yan Jingchen was infuriated. "What audacity!"
Before he could make another move, another blade shadow came slashing right in front of him.
The blade body was half black and half white, striking precisely at the weakest point of his Fist Dao Realm.
However, Yan Jingchen was ultimately an expert of the Upper Three Grades. His Protective True Gang erupted at just the right moment.
CLANG!
The long blade sank three inches into the bamboo hat before it was blocked by an immense force.
