Ye Ziqing, carrying a black greatsword on his back, stepped out of the crowd with a fierce aura.
The next moment, without another word, Ye Ziqing struck at Fang Yi.
"It's that monster!" someone exclaimed.
"Rumor has it that he's cold-blooded and ruthless, second in cultivation only to big brother Zhou Hao."
"This monster will definitely defeat Fang Yi."
Whispers from the crowd rose softly.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yi silently shook his head; he could see that Ye Ziqing was different from before, having become somewhat bloodthirsty and heartless, as if he had transformed into someone else.
However, Fang Yi wasn't concerned.
Ye Ziqing swung the black greatsword, aiming a direct chop at Fang Yi, the massive blade bearing down with intense pressure.
Fang Yi naturally wouldn't confront it head-on and immediately twisted his body to dodge Ye Ziqing's sweeping strike.