"Block my path and die!"
Xiao Yi shouted emotionlessly.
The Falling Dust Sword seemed to merge with his arm, and under the union of man and sword, a sword light that shocked the heavens erupted: "A heron splits the water in two at White Egret Isle!"
Whoosh!
The silver Sword Qi swept across the ground like a belt of silk.
Wherever the sword edge passed, a wild wind arose, and the Sword Qi was earth-shattering.
Fa Yuan's countenance was dignified, with his hands joined in prayer in front of his chest. Those Buddha Beads, each as large as a fist, started spinning in his grasp, shooting towards the sword light that Xiao Yi had just unleashed.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
Golden light coursed around Fa Yuan's body as runes entered the Buddha Beads.
Whoosh!
The string of Buddha Beads abruptly expanded, forming a circle like a golden dragon, engulfing the sword light.
"Capture!"
The moment the Buddha Beads ensnared the rainbow-like sword light, Fa Yuan clenched his fist forcefully.
