Cloud of smoke

This was his only chance! Yuan Xuelan thought fervently as he rushed forward. From behind the cloud of smoke, he was able to catch Liu Sumeng off guard. 

Not for long! He mentally reminded himself, he had to finish this swiftly, it was his only chance. But perhaps he was too hasty. Liu Sumeng's wrist was not fully exposed but Yuan Xuelan slashed down anyways, hoping his strength would be enough to stun.

Yuan Xuelan's sword came down, catching Mingshui's blade close to the hilt. 

But he didn't have enough power to get Liu Sumeng's grip to falter! Instead, the blow seemed to rouse the Ivory Sword Saint out of his disorientation. Mingshui twisted, parrying his attack and thrust forth. But Xuelan couldn't afford to lose the momentum gained. He leaned to the side, the Ivory Sword Saint's edge sliced through his arm.