Chapter 1327: Chapter 1327: Sword Pointing to the Blue Skies
“After listening to you, young master finally understands one thing. Although you’re ugly, old geezer, your thoughts are quite fanciful. Do you really think reaching late Mahayana ans you can do whatever you want? As a clan leader, you have such a narrow vision that your Sima clan might as well cease to exist!”
“Here’s a suggestion: Hand over my woman willingly, and transfer all Sima clan assets to . If young master is in a good mood, I might consider letting a trace of your Sima clan’s bloodline remain!”
Bai Xiaofan sneered, looking at Sima Liefeng opposite as if looking at a fool.
Not to ntion that Sima Liefeng is rely at late Mahayana, while he has long reached Mahayana peak.
Even if he is currently sealed at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing stage, he may not necessarily lose to Sima Liefeng!
The biggest concern now is that within the Sima clan, he couldn’t find a trace of Murong Yue and Xiao i.
There’s just one place left unsearched, which is a cave not far behind Sima Liefeng.
The entrance of that cave is sealed with a formation, and the formation’s defensive power is so strong that even Bai Xiaofan’s powerful Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate the slightest.
“Then die!”
Sima Liefeng snorted coldly, raised his palm, and struck at Bai Xiaofan.
Although this palm seed ordinary, in an instant, Qi Laoda and Wolf King felt the surrounding air pause for a mont, followed by a terrifying pressure that pressed towards them!
“Retreat!”
Without saying much, Qi Laoda whispered a word and then released his Yuan Force to envelop everyone, retreating swiftly with Wolf King.
It wasn’t until they retreated over a hundred ters that the intense pressure slightly eased.
Such power from just one palm forced experts like Qi Laoda, who are at the initial stage of Mahayana, to retreat. The power of late Mahayana is truly terrifying.
“Heh, no wonder you’re so arrogant. You’ve mastered a trace of spatial power!”
Bai Xiaofan, sensing the pressure from Sima Liefeng’s palm, smirked without retreating, similarly raising his hand and striking at the opponent!
Their actions seed like a mirror between them, completely identical.
However, the aura emanating from them was entirely different.
Sima Liefeng’s palm, as Bai Xiaofan said, utilized a trace of spatial power, causing subtle changes in the surrounding air, leading to minor spatial distortion.
When Bai Xiaofan struck, a force of artistic conception of ti erupted.
Under this power of artistic conception of ti, Bai Xiaofan’s eyes instantly reflected a hint of nostalgia, reminiscence, and longing, as if he was imrsed in so beautiful mory.
Not only Bai Xiaofan, even Sima Liefeng opposite, had his expression slightly dazed at this mont, as if returning to childhood, to the boy who held his mother’s hand, babbling.
But this was just a mont when Sima Liefeng activated his Yuan Force, dispersing this feeling, looking at Bai Xiaofan again with much heavier eyes.
He had long heard Bai Xiaofan comprehended the artistic conception of ti, and had always been on guard, but didn’t expect Bai Xiaofan’s artistic conception of ti to be strong enough to affect his state of mind!
If he hadn’t reached late Mahayana, even if he recovered, he might have already been slain by Bai Xiaofan!
And those who were already far from Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng, images indeed appeared before their eyes.
One after another familiar yet strange photographs erged as Bai Xiaofan struck, appearing before them, seeing scenes from their birth to growth, but each person’s vision differed.
It seed as though Bai Xiaofan had followed them all along, capturing every mont with a cara, then arranging them in order to show them!
Ti!
Most heartless!
It doesn’t halt its steps for anyone’s nostalgia!
As Bai Xiaofan imbues the essence of reincarnation into the artistic conception of ti, its power becos mightier.
After all, when a person’s tiline reaches the end, a reincarnation begins!
Everything cos full circle!
Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng’s palms collided in the air at that mont.
But surprisingly, there was no clash sound; the two palms t, like water dissolving ice, lting each other.
Bai Xiaofan’s palm was the water, Sima Liefeng’s palm was the ice!
Snap!
Suddenly, an extrely slight, almost inaudible sound spread as Sima Liefeng’s palm completely dissolved!
In an instant, the majestic power of the artistic conception of ti enveloped Sima Liefeng, as if about to devour him!
“Break it for !”
Sima Liefeng shouted deeply, a longsword shimring with purple light appeared in his hand, fiercely slashing at the artistic conception of ti.
Poof!
Bai Xiaofan’s palm imbued with the power of artistic conception of ti was thus shattered by Sima Liefeng!
“Sword Pointing to the Blue Skies!”
Then Sima Liefeng raised the sword high, casting a sword technique!
As if summoned, a cloud suddenly ford mid-air, shaped like a longsword!
This cloud was purple, as if poisoned, under the guidance of Sima Liefeng’s sword technique, pressed towards Bai Xiaofan!
As it approached Bai Xiaofan, the purple sword cloud grew larger, instantly transforming into a giant sword made of clouds, tens of ters long!
The sword tip pointed directly at Bai Xiaofan’s forehead, a fierce aura surged from the sword cloud, as if intending to tear Bai Xiaofan apart!
As Sima Liefeng shattered Bai Xiaofan’s artistic conception of ti, Qi Laoda and Wolf King, on the other hand, woke from those familiar yet strange images!
Realizing everything was under Bai Xiaofan’s artistic conception of ti, disappointnt flickered across their faces.
Especially Qi Laoda and Wolf King, at that mont, they had a vague realization, just a little bit away from piercing through the veil before their eyes!
Unfortunately, Bai Xiaofan’s palm carrying the ti’s artistic conception was shattered by Sima Liefeng, along with the power of artistic conception lingering around!
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