A Battle So Shocking, It Would Be Worth Dying After Seeing It!

"You are worlds apart from your family ancestor," the red-robed Daoist said lightly.

Murong Brothers was already filled with terror, yet he still refused to submit. "What the hell do you know!"

With a thought, the Blade Qi of Spring Rain at Little Tower and Endless Unending Hatred surged forth to his left and right.

Half the blade light was sickly green, the other half pure white. Murong Brothers's face was the same—half sickly green as though cuckolded, half pure as spring rain at a little tower.

With a boom, the two utterly different streams of Blade Qi fused together, and Murong Brothers changed completely.

He became extraordinary.

For one person to possess two utterly opposing temperaments at once created a contrast like wearing stockings beneath a proper trench coat.

Everything around him was affected. Even the flames in the kitchen turned half white and half green, letting out hoarse, miserable shrieks.

The violent blade wind no longer spiraled forth, but became a torrent-like shockwave stream that surged toward the red-robed Daoist.

In an instant, thousands of fine ravines appeared in the ground. It was like a blade-edge torrent formed from a thousand sabers, and every edge carried both verdant vitality and innocent purity.

In the blink of an eye, the torrent charged at the red-robed Daoist, leaving him nowhere to evade.

Yet at that moment, faced with the two-colored Blade Qi rushing like a flood, the red-robed Daoist actually began to drift like a small boat upon the waves.

The courtyard and walls had long since been carved full of holes, as though a tornado had ravaged them, yet this Daoist floated there unharmed.

"This is somewhat interesting. Unfortunately, when your ancestor faced the Crazy Mountain Blade Emperor at Fan River, his saber technique was so astonishing it shocked