The claw's light tore through the air, aimed straight for his throat!
Fang Han's eyes narrowed. With a quick shift of his feet, he fully activated the Wind and Cloud Escape.
His body, like a wisp of weightless smoke, drifted back and to the side in the nick of time.
SHHHHK—!
Five dark streaks of claw light grazed his neck, the sharp gust of wind stinging his skin.
He had narrowly avoided the attack, but Meng Xian's assault was far from over.
As the first strike missed, Meng Xian flipped his wrist, redirecting the claw's momentum downward from a thrust into a horizontal sweep.
The five streaks of claw light tore through the air, slashing toward Fang Han's waist.
The switch in technique was dazzlingly fast.
Fang Han had no time to dodge. He brought the Cloud Splitting Sword horizontally in front of him, surging his Inner Qi to block the blow head-on.
CLANG—!
The explosive sound of metal striking metal rang out.
