Danger had to be strangled in the cradle. Baoshe had already made up her mind: no matter what, she would kill Lin Xuan here.
Facing sword-light filling the sky and falling like rain, she naturally would not retreat.
With a sweep of her jade hand, pitch-black devil qi swarmed out, transforming into a thick light barrier that wrapped around her delicate body.
Thousands upon thousands of sword-lights slashed down.
A clinking and clanging rang in the ears. Though every streak of sword-light was sharp to the extreme, it could not easily break through her defenses.
A True Devil Progenitor was indeed no small matter. Each one's Supernatural Powers had their own unique points.
Yet defense alone was not enough. A faint, cold gleam flashed in Baoshe's eyes. With a sweep of her jade hand, she once again made a hand-seal gesture.
A ball of light surfaced in her palm.
It was only about the size of a chicken egg, yet it was mottled with five colors, gorgeous to an indescribable degree.
"Break!"
With a soft cry, Baoshe pushed the ball of light out with one hand.
"What kind of move is this?"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. In that instant, a faint sense of danger flickered through his heart, but he could not say exactly what it was. The ball of light came too quickly; in almost the blink of an eye, it had arrived where the sword-light was densest.
Could it be...
Lin Xuan watched the whole process, and a faint conjecture arose in his heart, but at this point it was already too late to change moves.
Boom!
The ball of light burst open, yet no lightning or fire appeared. Instead, five-colored cloud and mist billowed out from within.
The mist was extremely viscous, and in an instant