"Brat, take a strike from this sword!" Zhang Yuhe's voice did not dare carry any emotions, yet her fury was plain to see. A metallic cry rippled through the entire space. The massive sword slowly rose, its sword aura carrying an irresistible, unmatched sword momentum that shrouded Xiao Hua from afar. At once, a feeling of helplessness arose throughout Xiao Hua's body, as though he were bound by restraints from head to toe!
"So this is Sword Transformation. There is no need for any sword intent at all; a single lethal strike from the flying sword is enough to defeat the enemy!" Xiao Hua sighed. Yet his eyes narrowed, and with a pat of his hand, he took out another large number of fire talismans.
Zhang Yuhe's massive sword appeared to slash down very slowly, yet Xiao Hua's Innate True Water was entirely enveloped by it. Xiao Hua's Buddha Sarira desperately controlled the True Water, but beneath the sword momentum of the massive sword, it could not even stir up the slightest ripple!
Boom— The seemingly slow yet actually swift slash cleaved a gap several zhang wide through the Innate True Water. Xiao Hua's Buddha Sarira swayed slightly again, unable to withstand this sword strike that could split even Jiming Mountain apart!
"Sword Transformation... Sword Transformation... Sword Transformation..." Only now, when truly facing this strike of Sword Transformation, did Xiao Hua understand the shallowness of his past self. This strike seemed to contain some indescribable profundity. The instant the massive sword split apart the Innate True Water, Xiao Hua felt his entire body completely imprisoned. Whether true essence or magic arts, none could be used. It was as though countless tiny swords had pierced his heart in advance, and all manner of unspeakable palpitations arose within him!
Moreover, this strike