Wang Lei transformed into a phantom, his figure bursting forward with incredible speed as he swung his blade in a cleaving motion.
A thunderous sound erupted, and the fierce blade intent enveloped the young man and Yang Changjin like a cage in an instant.
Yang Changjin's face paled with fright, almost losing control of his bladder.
The young man's pupils contracted; he hadn't expected Wang Lei's blade technique to be so domineering and fierce. A thought crossed his mind, and he promptly pushed Yang Changjin towards Wang Lei.
Yang Changjin's body hurtled toward the edge of Wang Lei's blade.
Wang Lei promptly withdrew his blade.
He had sensed the young man's murderous intent earlier, which was why he had drawn his blade, attempting to save Yang Changjin's life in such a manner. Now that the opponent was decisively pushing Yang Changjin towards him, trying to have Yang Changjin killed by his own blade, how could he be unprepared?