A massive sword flower descended from the sky, accompanied by an imposing oppression, as if it intended to blast the summit of Mount Hua open.
Just as the sword flower was about to fall on Li Futu's head, it exploded with a loud bang, and countless rays of light shot out, dazzling to the eyes.
Boom boom boom...
The fire completely engulfed Li Futu, and the surrounding Martial Artists watching the battle, especially those with weaker strength, instinctively closed their eyes, not daring to directly witness the chaos of the streaming light.
Only a few stronger Martial Artists were unafraid of the blinding light, and after a brief blink, they fixed their stare on the situation on the battlefield.
Moments later, the blue smoke and dust settled, and countless eyes turned towards the center of the battlefield.
Had Li Futu managed to dodge this strike?
This was the question and concern in everyone's mind.
