He saw the face of the pursuing soldier just inches away, the momentary change from surprise to panic on his face.
Then, with a bang, his palm pressed against the opponent's chest, sending this pursuer flying backward, spraying blood from his mouth in mid-air, while the upper part of his chest exploded, flesh and blood splattering!
Chen Yan saw "his own" palm lift up and then suddenly reverse to grab the sword stuck in his back with force, pulling it out barehanded.
He felt an excruciating pain tearing through him, but after pulling out the sword and gripping it in reverse, he viciously threw it at the pursuer standing with a sword, alert and not far away!
The blade flashed a bit with light, shooting instantly like a meteor, the sword-wielding pursuer immediately swung his sword to block.
The long sword, controlled by a certain sword control technique, spun back and forth in the air, constantly striking at the sword-wielding pursuer.
