Feng Changwen screamed in surprise and somersaulted away from his horseback while pulling out his long blade midair.
"Ding…" The long blade was deflected away in a split second.
Like a shadow, a stone struck the long blade with such force that it nearly shot the long blade out of Feng Changwen's grasp.
When Feng Changwen felt the energy, he immediately knew who it was—Zhao Dahe!
He burst out in anger, "Zhao, why are you haunting me, do you have a death wish?"
Zhao Dahe took two big steps and came before Feng Changwen with a large slash of his blade. "Go and die!"
"Ding…" The blade descended with a huge force in a single vicious move.
Feng Changwen's arm was still feeling numb as he fell backward while blocking Zhao Dahe with his blade in a horizontal position.
"Ding…" The long blade flew out of his grip. Feng Changwen then spun around and left while calling out. "Stop him!"