To Set Right the Name of Tianli Sect

The might of a True Person was terrifying beyond measure. What was more, Bai Hai Zhou had killing intent in his heart. The void shattered beneath his massive energy palm.

Everyone in the hall was suppressed by that powerful will, as though Mount Tai were bearing down on their heads. Yue Muhong looked at Fang Mo with helplessness in his eyes. He did sympathize with Fang Mo. This had not been Fang Mo's fault to begin with, yet now he was about to be killed.

Still, he had only spoken the truth and had not taken anyone's side. He had not expected Bai Hai Zhou to be so overbearing as to strike with lethal force outright.

A trace of apology flashed through Lian Qingyi's eyes. She had only intended to make use of Fang Mo, never imagining it would lead to such grave consequences. Yet all she could do was offer her apology; she was powerless to help.

Fang Mo raised his head to look at the palm. A sharp glint flashed through his eyes as true essence surged wildly and his blood energy roared. The Bronze Mirror trembled within his sea of consciousness, waves churned in the sea of his Primordial Spirit, and the Blood Dragon Battle Blade began to take shape in his hand.

The fierce wind sent his robes flapping violently. His back remained ramrod straight, never bending in the slightest, and unyielding battle intent burned in his eyes. Even if his opponent was in the True Man Realm, he still dared to fight.

Xiang Yunqing and Meng Xiuping's expressions changed drastically. They wanted to intervene, but hesitated.

"How dare you!"

At that moment, Tie Xiaochuan roared, abruptly rose to his feet, and threw out a punch.

The void shook as an energy fist slammed into the