Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The palm prints from the old man's strike seemed to fill the void and fell on Duan Ling Tian as tens of thousands of sword rays shot out from his body to defend against the attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The earth quaked as waves and waves of shockwave rippled outward.
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!
It did not take long before the sound of sword cries drowned out the sound of explosions.
"How's this possible?!" In the distance, the old man whom Liu Zuo Lin addressed as Uncle Li could not believe what he had just seen. The sword rays surging out from the purple-clad young man had easily deflected his attack. His eyes seemed to clear up at this moment, a hint of fear and regret could be seen in his eyes. If he still did not realize he had offended someone whom he could not afford to offend, he would have lived his life in vain.
"Seeking death!" Duan Ling Tian said nonchalantly.