The Holy Sword, just as Lanloste had anticipated, sliced through Pei Yan's palm as easily as cutting a sheet of soft silk. In that instant it was as if the opponent's bones melted before the tremendous energy of the Holy Sword. The longsword drove straight forward without the slightest obstruction, cleaving Pei Yan's forearm into two sections, its blade reaching his chest.
Creaaak!
The sound wasn't loud, yet in Lanloste's ears it was no less than a thunderous metallic screech. At the same moment, the Holy Sword was firmly jammed by Pei Yan's arm that should have been cut clean in two. Lanloste pushed hard and found he couldn't drive it in another fraction, so he decisively switched to gripping the hilt with one hand to keep pushing, while his other hand withdrew, gathering source energy into his fingertips and shaping it into a blade-hand. He stabbed viciously toward Pei Yan's exposed heart at his chest.
"Earth Magic enhancement. Steel Will!"
Clang!
