Bai Ye closed in and jabbed a finger in front of Mr. Water Mirror. The force of that finger bent a flying sword into a deep arc.
"Two-World Mountain's methods, sure enough. A cultivator, yet capable of fighting at close quarters! Bai Ye... do you think you can still leave?"
Bai Ye swept his sleeve, scattering a burst of brilliant sword light, then retreated two steps and smiled. "I am the lord of the Great Jin Dynasty's Eleventh Guardian City! Would Fushui Island dare surround and kill me in full view?"
Mr. Water Mirror shook his head. "That would certainly be improper, but challenging you to a duel in my personal capacity is another matter!"
"But you can't kill me. What's the point?"
Dozens of talismans flashing with golden light flew out of Bai Ye's sleeve, weaving like sharp swords as they sought an opening to approach the constantly flickering Mr. Water Mirror...
Mr. Water Mirror sneered. "I cannot kill you, and Fushui Island has no quarrel with you, so naturally, we would not activate the formation or surround you... but someone lent me a sword!"
With that, Mr. Water Mirror suddenly appeared a hundred zhang away, raised his right hand, and chanted a string of tongue-twisting spells...
Dozens of li away, Fairy Hu Luo'er, who was talking with her master in a courtyard, suddenly turned her head in surprise... The sword case she always carried and treasured suddenly began trembling. An overwhelming sword intent abruptly awakened within it!
"This... what is happening?"
Hu Luo'er reached out to touch the sword case, but a burst of sword qi instantly sliced her palm into a bloody mess...
"Luo'er, let go!"
Hu Luo'er's master shouted in a low voice and pulled her disciple aside. The two retreated a full three zhang.
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