The sword arrived in front of Yu He in an instant. A powerful force unleashed from its edge sliced off most of his hair, causing blood to gush out from his scalp and turn into a bloody mist.
Yu He let out a furious roar as he made a quick retreat. Even as he did that, his hands waved hurriedly to shoot out dozens of talismans, which turned into balls of ghost flame that blocked before the sword. But, it was a futile attempt, as the soldier was stronger than him and the attack came with full power. The hasty counterattack could never stop the sword that came with a thunderous force capable of crumbling a mountain. In the blink of an eye, the ghost flames were dispersed and the sword continued to strike toward Yu He's face.
