Seeing Ye Tianmei unleash such a powerful strike, Liu Ming could not help but break out into a fine cold sweat in the palm of his hand.
The young man in the white robe looked at the sword light coming toward him, his eyes lighting up. Indeed, he stood his ground without moving, his white robe fluttering in the wind,
"Slash!"
With a light shout, the silver rainbow transformed by Ye Tianmei arrived in front of the young man with an unstoppable momentum. A massive sword shadow could faintly be seen within, and without further ado, it came slashing down head-on.
Before the true strike even descended, a sharp and cold qi rolled forward first. The young man's body was only enveloped by a faint flash of blue light, which easily dispersed the cold qi.
At the same time, he lifted his arm, and with his palm opened and fingers spread, ring after ring of faint blue halos rippled out from it,
It seemed he actually intended to catch the strike barehanded!
