The sound of Xiao Mo's two words, "Try me," still echoed in the air, but he had already vanished.
The next instant, a blood-red line materialized from thin air, stabbing straight for Ding Jingyi's brow.
Ding Jingyi's pupils constricted. The myriad sword fragments circling his body instantly converged, layering themselves before him to form an impenetrable Sword Shield.
CLANG!!
An ear-splitting crash exploded, echoing throughout the entire Wandao Sect.
Any Cultivators of a lower Realm felt their chests tighten before spitting out a mouthful of blood.
As the blood-red line struck the Sword Shield, countless motes of crimson Saber Qi and silvery-white sword shards burst forth.
The intermingling Sword Qi and Saber Qi tore into the already ravaged ground below, leaving it utterly shredded.
"Not bad. I'm starting to admire you more and more," Ding Jingyi snorted, "but if this is all you have, it's not nearly enough to kill me." With that, he thrust the Sword Shield forward.
BOOM!
