"Clang!"
The very moment the Sanskrit melody rang out, the Sunset Dripping-Blood Sword dramatically sprung out from the scabbard behind Ye Weiming. After tracing a stunning crimson arc in the air, it followed Ye Weiming's guiding finger, directed straight at Hong Lie's neck!
However, Hong Lie stayed unflinchingly planted. Calmly extending his right hand, he transformed his inner strength into a cloud of purple smoke which burst forth from his palm.
Ye Weiming's Sunset Dripping-Blood Sword met the purple smoke and got stuck as if in a quagmire, not able to advance a single inch further even with Ye Weiming exerting his full inner strength.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ..."
While Ye Weiming and Hong Lie were stuck in a standoff, YoYo's twin guns continuously fired bullets one after another. However, all her attacks were halted by the sudden outburst of purple qi half a chi distance away from Hong Lie, not a single one was able to hit him.
