"Clang!!"
With a crisp sound, Jiang Yurong wielded the Yin Yang Sword and struck it against the Xuanye Flying Blade.
Swish!
As the blade and sword collided, Jiang Yurong's expression changed drastically again. She discovered that this strike from Ye Fan was mighty and powerful, and her dual swords couldn't knock away the flying blade; it only slightly altered its trajectory, still shooting straight towards her.
With a swift dodge, the flying blade shot past the left side of Jiang Yurong's scalp, taking away a strand of gray-white hair, and her bun at the back of her head came undone, leaving her hair loose like an evil ghost.
Ye Fan inwardly lamented; this strike was his strongest attack, intending for a killing blow, but Jiang Yurong managed to evade it.
Jiang Yurong, on the other hand, was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat all over. If she hadn't dodged quickly just now, this blade would have been lodged in her forehead. This Ye Fan was simply terrifying.
