Yang Yan seemingly had no intention to continue his attack, and he smiled softly: "Indeed, it's a pity. In my hometown, there's a saying, 'If you have Yu, why have Liang?' Encountering me, it's best to retreat three times!"
Zhao Yuheng was visibly startled for a moment, then laughed heartily, and with a hint of loneliness said:
"Retreat three times! That's right, encountering a monster like you, I should retreat three times!"
"In a situation like just now, you can still maintain such clarity of mind, what do I have to compete with you?! Haha! Hahaha!"
Yang Yan's brows raised slightly, and he said calmly: "Courtesy calls for reciprocity! This time, it's my turn to strike. Zhao, be careful."
Before Zhao Yuheng could react, countless rays of white light attacked him.
Yang Yan seemed to casually perform a sword trick, and suddenly the sword light separated, layer upon layer, sweeping over Zhao Yuheng overwhelmingly from all sides.
Wow!
