Zuo Yanfei’s spear hit a blur barrier, making a clear sound.
The silver dragon-like spear spouted a real thing and was full of energy. Although the non-speaking cultivator had already prepared, he still groaned and was taken back by Zuo Yanfei.
Upon seeing that, Pei Dao roared, his palms glowed red, and he flew towards Zuo Yanfei.
His palms came one after another like a bombardment, but Zuo Yanfei’s long spear still blocked them all.
In terms of cultivation level, Pei Dao was two sub-stages higher than Zuo Yanfei, thus the latter didn’t intend to fight head-on for long. She took advantage of this to retreat and use erratic footwork to run into the dense forest of Dingjiang Mountain.
“Pei Shan, go after her!”
Seeing that Zuo Yanfei disappeared, Pei Dao stomped his foot and hurriedly chased. Another disciple who was less talked also stumbled into the ground and used some technique of earth escape towards Zuo Yanfei’s direction.
The remaining Pei Yuan and Pei Qing blocked Tang Ruowei, looking at her while sneering.
“Rest assured, we will not do anything to you.”
Pei Qing laughed:
“After all, we can’t afford to offend Qingming Sword Sect, so please hand over your weapon and surrender, then we will inform Qingming Sword Sect’s elders to come and take you back.”
“Oh, I believe you …”
Tang Ruowei smiled and suddenly changed expression:
“Bullshit!”
She opened her mouth slightly, and a black sword beam shot out, approaching Pei Yuan’s Purple Palace, but a light green barrier appeared in front of Pei Yuan, stopping the sword beam.
However, Pei Yuan was still shocked by the impact of this attack and backed several steps. He secretly panicked, but said with a smile:
“Ha, do you think I would fall to the same trick twice? Girl, I can’t stop your sword beam, but this talisman was made by a late Golden Core stage master. It should be enough to stop your attack. Give up, you have already -”
Before he finished talking, Tang Ruowei suddenly flash-stepped and approached him, raising her hand and placing his chest.
The palm covered in a light-black gravity force broke through the green barrier and left a handprint on Pei Yuan’s chest. The powerful palm strength immediately destroyed the muscles and bones of this Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and his Purple Palace was also shattered.
From Pei Yuan’s seven orifices spewed out a burst of blood and his body fell to the ground, while Tang Ruowei stomped her feet, her figure sank into the ground and disappeared.
“Pei Yuan?”
At this time, Pei Qing from the side reacted.
“Damn, don’t run!”
He took out a talisman and activated, and after prompting to inform the fellow companions, he raised his hand and summoned a golden sword, carrying himself towards the direction of Tang Ruowei’s departure.
