"Hehe, still clinging to hope until now, huh? Well then, let me extinguish your last shred of hope. Dying in despair should be quite the experience."
Jun Wuming's smile twisted, cold and grim. Instantly, he charged forward, swinging his black saber and slicing out a dark stream of Qi mixed within the saber's light, cleaving towards Ye Xuan.
Clang!
With a flick of his wrist, Ye Xuan countered with a saber light that shone like the stars, blocking Jun Wuming's fierce vertical slash.
"Hmph, let's see how many slashes you can block!"
Jun Wuming's foot crushed the ground beneath him, his body leaning forward sharply as he flailed wildly with his saber like a runaway horse, the black saber light raging across the skies, spreading wildly.
Ye Xuan's expression tightened slightly as he too stepped forward. Then, with his Star-cutting Saber, he performed a horizontal slice, and the saber light collided fiercely, sending sparks scattering.
Ding, ding, ding, ding...