"Pfft! Clang!"
Two utterly different sounds rang out from behind Elder Yunyi at the same time.
The two attacks had naturally come from him and his true self simultaneously.
Although his true self possessed all of his combat strength,
unfortunately, it did not possess a Radiant Divine Weapon.
Though the two attacks carried the same power, the difference in their weapons meant that when his true self's attack landed, it produced only a crisp clang.
Qin Shaofeng's attack, however, easily pierced Elder Yunyi's defensive robes, leaving a bone-deep wound across his back with a single thrust.
Had Elder Yunyi's cultivation not been strong enough,
the moment he realized something was not right and rushed several steps forward, that one sword strike would have severely injured him outright.
"What a gap in weaponry. You brat are indeed ruthless and cunning, but even so, with your meager Human Rank cultivation, you cannot possibly be this old man's match."
"Die!"
With an enraged roar, Elder Yunyi charged at him again.
"Then let's see who dies first, hahaha..."
Qin Shaofeng burst into wild laughter again.
Yet this time, he showed no intention of making a move. Instead, he began to dance his sword through the air.
"Zhao's guest wore a tasseled cap, Wu hooks shone bright as frost and snow. A silver saddle lit the white horse, swift as a shooting star." Qin Shaofeng recited as he wielded his sword, looking incomparably at ease.
That behavior made it seem as though he had completely disregarded Elder Yunyi.
"Brat, you seek death!"
Roaring furiously, Elder Yunyi struck at him with another palm.
"Ten steps, one man slain; a thousand miles, no trace left behind."
Even as the attack was about to arrive, Qin Shaofeng still did not stop.
But when Elder Yunyi's palm descended, he