Li Hentian's aura was incomparably robust. A powerful majesty rose from him, and with the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda in his hand radiating Saintly Might, he looked like a heavenly god descending to the mortal world, his presence utterly imposing.
Su Mo's aura was no weaker. Deep and unfathomable, with the golden Saint sword in hand, he resembled a divine sword drawn from its sheath, its edge unparalleled.
Whoosh!
Su Mo struck first. With a sweep of his great sword, he fiercely slashed at Li Hentian.
The one who struck first gained the upper hand. He would not wait for the other man to use the glazed pagoda to suppress him.
Sword Qi shot forth, tearing through space and striking directly at Li Hentian's face.
This sword strike contained no flourish whatsoever, nor was its Sword Qi particularly vast. It was merely several zhang long.
Yet, this strike was incomparably condensed. The Sword Qi was like three-colored crystal, sparkling and translucent, with terrifying power beyond compare. Its immense sword might surged through the entire space.
Even from several hundred zhang away, Lü Gang and the others felt tearing pain across their skin and immediately circulated their Xuan Energy to protect themselves.
Su Mo and Li Hentian were extremely close, less than three hundred zhang apart. The powerful Sword Qi arrived in an instant.
However, Li Hentian was ultimately a powerhouse, and his reaction was exceedingly swift. As he slightly retreated, he flung out the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda in his hand.
The Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda flew horizontally to meet the Sword Qi. The pagoda slightly expanded, becoming as large as a millstone, while radiant clouds burst from its bottom.
The seven-colored radiance was terrifyingly powerful, annihilating everything. The Sword Qi touched the radiance and immediately melted away like snow under the spring