In the blink of an eye, the hare sprang and the falcon swooped. The outcome was decided in an instant, and everyone present was stunned.
A few people had seen Wang Meihua's methods, but most had only heard the legends.
Yet those legends from the past no longer seemed remarkable amid the upheaval now sweeping the immortal sects.
The Three-Five-Seven Sword was no longer anything new.
But who could have guessed that Wang Meihua possessed not only the Three-Five-Thousand Sword secret technique, but was also utterly overwhelming Elder Liu, a point origin expert at the True Essence Third Turn?
Elder Cao was equally shaken. The "Water Dragon's Chant" he had used earlier was also a newly learned secret technique of the sect, and its power was immense. He had never imagined that a strike he had been certain would succeed would fail even to scratch Wang Meihua.
Could the rumors be true? Had this man really destroyed the Golden Armor Divine Body of a True Core expert?
Impossible. Utterly impossible. Those were only rumors. They had to be.
Hmph. No matter what, if they did not capture this scoundrel, what would become of the Law Enforcement Hall's authority?
Elder Cao was about to give the order when a flash of light shimmered around Xu Yi. A cyan protective barrier instantly formed around him. Judging by the barrier's density alone, it was no ordinary defense.
"What's this fellow trying to do? Does he think a mere protective barrier can keep him safe forever?"
Elder Cao couldn't fathom Xu Yi's intent.
Then Xu Yi called out, "Why the rush, Elder Cao? Let me settle the score here, and then I'll go back to the Law Enforcement Hall with you to accept punishment."
Elder Cao didn't understand what was going on, so he