At that moment, Duan Tianya waved his Spirit Fan. It immediately swept toward Ye Fan, forcing him to retreat quickly.
As the Spirit Fan moved, the surroundings transformed completely. Countless mountains began to float in the air.
"Break!"
Ye Fan slashed with his sword. The floating mountains crumbled under his strike, finally allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Without a doubt, he felt an overwhelming force charging toward him. At the same time, Duan Tianya struck suddenly, moving like a streak of flowing light.
"Not good!"
Though Ye Fan reacted quickly, he was still a step too slow. The Spirit Fan pierced deep into his side, striking his ribs.
"AH!"
Ye Fan roared in pain.
With his back against a mountain peak, Ye Fan was fiercely pinned in place by Duan Tianya.
Duan Tianya spoke with a mocking tone, "How does it feel now? Is the sensation to your liking?"
He was certain he had Ye Fan cornered, finally preventing the cunning young man from escaping again.
