Pu Jianyuan paid no heed to the Phoenix Dharma Body. He formed hand seals, taking advantage of the awakening bloodline within him to stimulate every trace of true essence remaining in his meridians. His magical power surged for the moment, actually reaching the level of mid Foundation Establishment. He activated Shadow Moon, and more than a dozen phantoms identical to the ones from before whirled through the air toward Xiao Hua!
"Quick!" Xiangyang was greatly startled. Snapping out of his wooden stupor, he hurriedly slapped his hand, intending to release his pressure again and stop Pu Jianyuan. But at that very moment, a scene none of them would ever forget appeared!
Xiao Hua, standing beneath the radiance of those dozen-odd Shadow Moon phantoms, suddenly moved. His figure was incomparably swift, trailing faint afterimages through the air as he charged toward the incoming Shadow Moons! Yet what was strange was that whenever his body was about to collide with a phantom, Xiao Hua would inexplicably flicker aside, forcibly evading the Shadow Moon phantom. That flicker did not hinder his flight in the slightest! In the brief instant Xiangyang raised his hand and slapped toward his forehead again, Xiao Hua had already dodged more than a dozen Shadow Moon phantoms and flown before Pu Jianyuan!! Then Xiao Hua reached out, and a black spearhead appeared in his hand, stabbing smoothly toward Pu Jianyuan's throat like flowing clouds and running water!
With a "snap," though Pu Jianyuan was utterly shocked that Xiao Hua had reached him in such a short time, he still swept out his left hand. A half-foot-long Palm Thunder shot forth, striking at Xiao Hua's demonic spearhead. With another "snap," a one-foot-long Palm Thunder flew from Xiao Hua's left palm and struck Pu Jianyuan's Palm Thunder. The two Palm Thunders