Ba Wuji stood with his long spear, his entire being exuding a domineering aura.
"You're seeking death, how dare you harm me!" Hua Xue shrieked in anger.
Then, his body was enveloped in purple flames, condensing into a purple flame bird that charged downwards.
The terrifying and scorching breath surged wildly, the flames seeming capable of burning everything.
Everyone panicked and retreated, Ba Wuji holding his long spear, thinking about striking again.
However, this time, a blue figure was faster.
The Sword Intent was shocking, the blue sword light pervading the sky.
The Sword Qi surged, instantly bisecting the purple flame bird and striking Hua Xue, sending him flying once again.
"Not worth a single blow."
Zhou Jianying sheathed the Heavenly Evil Sword and stepped back into the crowd.
The crowd below erupted with excitement, having thought that any disciple from the Divine Bird Palace could crush them easily.
