Emerald Peach Blossom slashed down, compressing all the air around it and creating a spreading wave of turbulence.
The long sword pierced the space, viciously stabbing toward Luo Yi.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Luo Yi thrust out his left palm, a surging strength converging in his hand, from which a wild aura emanated.
Clang!
Luo Yi's fleshy palm made contact with Lu Qingshan's top-grade heavenly artifact-quality Peach Blossom, producing a sharp, piercing clang of metal that burst into the air.
The flesh and blood body was indistinguishable from metal and iron.
"The strongest magic artifact of a Body Cultivator will always be their physical body," this saying was by no means an empty talk.
Boom!
A terrifying strength erupted at the moment of the palm-sword contact.
Then, Luo Yi's expression underwent a dramatic transformation akin to a Sichuan opera face-changing act.
From originally wearing a small smile to suddenly changing to disbelief, and finally, fear emerged.