The Japanese blade rose, the long sword fell, a flash of blade light, and the sword broke into two pieces.
Fang Jinghai had also been scrapping around in the jianghu for over ten years, so his practical experience was not poor. Therefore, when his sword broke, he was only briefly stunned, then he quickly calmed down, changed his moves fluidly, spun around, and made another horizontal slash with the broken sword edge.
Unexpectedly, Temple Island bent low and rushed forward, avoiding underneath Fang Jinghai's arm and then counter-slashing upwards.
In that instant, a severed arm, holding a broken sword, soared into the air…
Fang Jinghai screamed in agony, blood spattering five steps away.
Instinctively, he wanted to retreat, but Temple Island's third strike was already upon him, slicing from beneath his rib to his neck.
The instant bleeding from this slash was enough to make Fang Jinghai lose consciousness and fall.
