Was that the extent of Xiao Hua's attack?
The Son of Heaven Sword had barely revealed itself when the fire arm, as if possessed by demons, immediately thrust inside. Two-colored flames burned the space around the Son of Heaven Sword into a severe distortion.
The Son of Heaven Sword could no longer float placidly in place. Its entire blade shuddered, then lightly slashed upward. A gray scar several dozen zhang long flashed through midair, and the sword light swept past the end of that gray scar, instantly stabbing toward the fire arm!
"Boom..." As soon as the Son of Heaven Sword moved, the pillar of light suppressing the transformed sword collapsed with a thunderous crash. The phantom of the Son of Heaven Sword above the transformed sword swayed slightly, seeming somewhat on the verge of dispersing.
At the sight, Xin Xin's face filled with wild joy. Without hesitation, she waved the golden hairpin in her hand, and a river of stars in golden and jade hues surged from it, rushing straight toward the phantom of the Son of Heaven Sword.
"Clang, clang, clang..." The sound of golden spears and iron horses arose from within the phantom and the river of stars, as though countless soldiers and steeds were battling within. In no more than the time it took a white colt to flit past a crack, the phantom of the Son of Heaven Sword, stubbornly resisting from a corner, flickered several times and vanished dimly. "Buzz..." The golden sword that had long been suppressed suddenly let out a cry, its sword light stretching forth. Yet the golden sword's radiance extended only slightly over a zhang before immediately dimming and swiftly shrinking back. The old man's figure, which had previously been faintly visible atop the giant sword, flickered a few times