Chu Yihan waited for Qin Muyan to catch his breath before swiftly leaping into the air, and striking down at him.
The sharp sword edge carried a thick sword energy, resembling the roar of a dragon.
As the sword descended, the surrounding ground cracked, and dust filled the air. Those observing the battle from a distance of three meters were covered in gray dust.
Qin Muyan dodged the sword and countered with a fierce wind-like attack towards Chu Yihan. The blade was so intense that vegetation withered in its wake, leaving ten wounds on Chu Yihan's body as his clothes were slashed open.
"Your Highness!" Su Yingxue clenched her fists tightly.
The intensity of their duel was overwhelming!
If this continued, someone was bound to perish!
It would ultimately end in a fight to the death!
"This can't be! Your Highness can't die like this!" Wei Jue drew his saber, seemingly ready to rush to Qin Muyan's aid.
