"Big talk is something anyone can manage, but sadly you can't follow through," Lu Yi retorted sarcastically.
His whole body's aura surged, his sword intent soared to the skies, displaying his formidable power without any reservation.
Liu Ningshuang felt Lu Yi's terrifying aura trembling slightly and couldn't help but glance at him.
Lu Yi said to Liu Ningshuang with a smile, "Senior Sister, today let's join forces and take down a Divinity Transformation cultivator."
Liu Ningshuang's eyes sparkled with a light laugh, she nodded, her pretty face mantled with a cold color, "Good!"
"Humph! Insolence! Such young age, yet completely unaware of your own limitations, let me show you both, just how incomparable you are to a Divinity Transformation cultivator!"
Xue Yu bellowed angrily, his body surrounded by a surge of blood mist, carrying a strange and mysterious aura. He pinched a spell and from the blood mist, a myriad of blood swords condensed, densely packed and in great number.
