A gentle breeze brushed past him, and the sword intent that had made every hair on Shen Changchuan's body stand on end earlier
seemed to scatter with the wind at this very moment.
Situ Yuan and Hou Ping faced each other,
their expressions calm and unruffled, the sky high and clear, as though nothing had happened.
Yet Shen Changchuan knew clearly in his heart
that this calm was merely an outward appearance.
On another level beyond his sight, an unimaginably fierce confrontation was erupting!
The terrifying auras of the two collided, warping the void before them visibly. The space between them shook violently like glass, as though it would shatter the next instant!
Suddenly,
Bang!
A muffled explosion rang out.
Hou Ping's face flushed slightly as his blood and qi surged,
and his body staggered half a step back.
Clearly,
in this clash of momentum,
Hou Ping had suffered a minor loss.
However,
not only was there not the slightest trace of fear on Hou Ping's face, his momentum instead grew even stronger.
"Situ Yuan! You shameless wretch who betrayed the sect!"
Hou Ping shouted sharply. Instead of retreating, he advanced a step. The longsword in his hand hummed and trembled, cold light flowing along its edge,
while the sword intent around him surged explosively. The surrounding air seemed to be sliced into countless fragments, letting out piercing shrieks!
"Today, I'll cleanse the sect on Martial Uncle's behalf!"
Before his words had faded, Hou Ping abruptly struck!
With a flick of his wrist, a dazzling sword light poured forth like a spilling galaxy, instantly tearing through the sky and shooting straight for Situ Yuan's throat!
In that instant,
the space where Hou Ping stood darkened,
and all the splendor of heaven and earth was stolen by that terrifying sword light!