"Hmm? Not dead?" Xiao Qianshan exclaimed in surprise, as a figure slowly emerged from the thick snow in the distance.
Although he struggled greatly to support his body, fortunately, Ye Chenfeng was still alive.
"This sword is really strange!"
Xiao Qianshan's gaze fell upon the Dragon Fang in Ye Chenfeng's hand.
Earlier, when Ye Chenfeng realized something was wrong and retreated, he simultaneously drew the Dragon Fang to block in front of him.
If it weren't for the Dragon Fang helping him deflect most of the force, Ye Chenfeng might have perished on the spot.
Even so, Ye Chenfeng was still severely injured, with his tiger mouth cracked and blood gushing out incessantly.
"You truly impressed me, managing to escape from under my blade, but this time, let's see what you'll use to block?" Facing the exhausted Ye Chenfeng, Xiao Qianshan decided to strike again.
Just now, Ye Chenfeng couldn't even see Xiao Qianshan's blade clearly; it was simply too fast.
