Chapter 640: Deflecting Bullets with Ease_1

In the combat center, a figure was struck and sent flying like a kite with its string cut, and while still in the air, a large gush of blood was spat out with a "puh".

Bang...

The figure landed heavily on the ground; the one thrown was none other than Yan Beique.

At that moment, Yan Beique's eyes were bloodshot. He struggled from the ground, trying desperately to stand, but as he exerted himself, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood with a "puh", his complexion as pale as paper, his body went limp, and he fell into unconsciousness.

The broadsword in his hand dropped to the ground with a clang, having snapped into two pieces.

It had been a fine blade, but to be rendered useless so abruptly was indeed regrettable.

Yan Beique's defeat could be considered a grievous injustice. He was quite renowned, and his strength was by no means insignificant. However, he had the misfortune of facing Xu Dan, which made him seem utterly powerless.