The Battle with the State Lord of Ma Prefecture
Under this barrage of attacks, he actually sensed a trace of danger.
Since arriving in the Eleven Great Worlds, this was the first time he had felt danger apart from Jia Gu Luo, even if it was only the faintest trace.
"Worthy of being a state lord. You've got some strength," Bi Fan murmured.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he held Taiyi Sword horizontally and shot toward the old man in plain clothes, a streak of sword light rising around him.
"Trying to run?" The old man's brows lifted. With a cold snort, he swept out his hand. The rule-bound ice spears surrounding Bi Fan trembled slightly, then surged toward him at a suddenly increased speed, converging on the path ahead.
Watching the ice spears converge on him, Bi Fan snorted. Taiyi Sword hummed in his hand as an immense torrent of sword intent burst forth.
A Sword That Split the Heavens!
A silver sword arc slashed out, and space itself seemed to freeze in that instant.
Boom!
In the next moment, space split open, revealing an unfathomably deep black hole. The rule-bound spears were forced to either side by the rift in space.
Riiiip! Riiiip!
The sword arc did not stop after splitting space. It dragged the rift wider and wider, until space made a sound like cloth being torn apart—a sound that made one's scalp tingle.
Riding the sword arc, Bi Fan swept through the Space Black Hole and slashed straight toward the old man in plain clothes.
The old man's gaze sharpened. He stared, uncertain, as Bi Fan became a streak of sword light and charged toward him with enough force to split space.
The sword arc filled him with a powerful sense of danger.