Seeing Fire Cloud Ancestor's stance of mutual destruction, Jian Hee's expression darkened, and he let out a disdainful snort.
"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
After speaking, Jian Hee raised his sword into the air, stirring up the winds and clouds. The violent Sword Intent spun out an arc of lightning, slashing towards Fire Cloud Ancestor.
"Clang!"
The blade and sword collided in midair, immediately bursting into countless sparks, illuminating the faces of both combatants in flickering brightness and darkness.
In this moment of light and shadow, a sinister smile of achieving a conspiracy suddenly appeared in Jian Hee's shadowy eyes.
Fire Cloud Ancestor was shocked at the sight, and thought to himself that things were not good.
But before he could react, Jian Hee's arm suddenly twitched, and the sword in his hand swung in an impossible arc, bypassing Fire Cloud Ancestor's vigorous blade, slashing towards his shoulder.
