The man known as Li Shixiong was handsome, but at the moment, there was a hint of madness in his eyes.
As Zheng Jingren's black sword light was about to strike, Li Shixiong pushed out with both hands, and rolling purple Qi congregated in the void into a pillar of energy, slamming directly into Zheng Jingren's black sword light.
If one were to compare the power of their martial arts skills, Zheng Jingren's mysterious black sword light would undoubtedly have the advantage.
However, Zheng Jingren's injuries meant that his sword light could only exert thirty percent of its power, so under the assault of the rolling purple Qi, it immediately shattered.
"Brother Li, I really didn't expect this!" Yao Leqingshu waved his hand to stop Zheng Jingren, who was ready to rush forward, and slowly said.
At this moment, his face was as white as paper. But at this time, Li Shixiong, under his gaze, revealed a trace of panic between his expressions.
