Huangyan Lan hurriedly turned around and raised her great sword to block.
With a clanging sound.
The war axe chopped down on the great sword, issuing a loud boom, and the gap in strength between the two immediately became apparent. Huangyan Lan's great sword was knocked back into her chest, blood spraying from her mouth as she was flung backward, flying directly toward the ghostly reflection she had just repelled.
He Yan and the reflection instantly switched places.
The pitch-black reflection turned into a real person and once again raised the war axe, chopping towards Huangyan Lan as she flew towards him.
"She's done for,"
Xia Qingyu couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
Ji Xinghuo thought the same, actually not wanting He Yan to kill Huangyan Lan so soon. At least, she should deplete some of He Yan's combat strength.
But the distance was too far, and even if he wanted to save her, he couldn't.
