In an instant, two Magic Artifacts violently collided, a tremendous sound reverberated in all directions, and overflowing Mana whipped up fierce winds, causing the grass and trees nearby to topple chaotically.
"What! You are a True Disciple of the Sect!"
The moment they made contact, Zhao Heng saw his own Flying Sword being knocked dozens of meters backward, while a massive surge of Mana rebounded through his body, making his chest turn sweet with pain.
With his Qi Refinement completion strength, he couldn't withstand even a single move!
His face filled with shock, he stared at Lu Li in front of him, filled with regret.
"Fellow Daoist, this is all a misunderstanding!"
Lu Li paid no heed, let out a cold laugh, and his Flying Sword turned once more, streaking towards the young man like lightning.
In his panic, Zhao Heng hurriedly sacrificed a Defense Shield in front of him, but it was in vain.