But as soon as they landed on the ground, before they could even fully regain their footing, they were attacked by the Mo Dao (陌刀) fighters.
At this moment, facing this fierce slash, Wan Yan hurriedly turned his spear and blocked the Mo Dao with one strike!
With a loud "bang," the clash of weapons produced a buzzing sound.
The swordsman, having missed his first strike, immediately followed up by slashing his sword along the shaft of his spear at Wan Yan!
Wan Yan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped back to avoid the blade. Then he roared:
"Prepare to die!"
Having honed his marksmanship for years, he moved with incredible speed, flicking his wrist to send the spear tip hurtling toward the throat of the swordsman.
But this swift attack was deflected by the Mo Dao, and after being diverted, the Mo Dao user's eyes widened, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword and slashed diagonally at the user's arm.
"hiss--"
Wan Yan gasped and hurriedly withdrew his arm; the long, narrow blade had almost grazed the armor on his arm.
He could almost see the blade leaving scratches on his arm guard.
However, this missed strike gave Wan Yan an opportunity.
In a flash, he struck the swordsman in the chest with his spear. The force was so great that the swordsman flew backward like a leaf, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"ha!"
Upon being shot, Wan Yan was filled with heroic spirit and was about to finish him off with a shot when a thunderous roar suddenly rang out, making him involuntarily shudder.
"Let me give it a try!"
Wan Yan turned his head and saw a burly man wielding a pair of halberds approaching.
Apart from him, the chaotic battlefield was already engulfed in fierce fighting, with the sounds of clashing swords and spears filling the air, and shouts of killing and cries of agony everywhere.
The increasingly strong stench of blood in the air signaled that the battle was heating up!
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