However, Li Qi Ye wasn’t using the blades, but a wooden stick instead… The Yan Jin sword would cut that thing in half in a second.
Protector Mo’s only thought at this moment was to save Li Qi Ye’s life the moment it was in danger, no matter the cost.
“Using a wooden stick to fight against the Yan Jin sword? Could it be an Immortal Emperor grade weapon?”
Yu He squinted his eyes and opened his heavenly vision technique in order to see through the wooden stick. He was, indeed, worried that the stick was a treasure made by an Immortal Emperor.
However, despite his numerous techniques and concentration, the wooden stick was just a wooden stick. There were no magical enchantments, nor cultivation techniques to utilize. A wooden stick versus a Heaven’s Mandate level sword; Yu He was at a loss for words.
Protector Hua was not as skeptical as Yu He; he only wanted to witness Li Qi Ye’s death.
Li Qi Ye pointed his Serpent Punishing Stick at Xu Hui like a ruffian, and said:
“Little boy, come here; let this grandpa shatter your butt!”
“I’ll kill you!”
Xu Hui screamed as the eight heavenly swords became one sword. Straight from the sky, the Yan Jin sword, surrounded by a gigantic energy, swung down towards Li Qi Ye. Its path burned with fire; the battle stage now bathed in a sea of flames.
“This is the end!”
Nan Huai Ren turned around, not wanting to see the result of this monstrous strike. It seemed like Xu Hui wanted to finish this in one move, and he used his most powerful technique.
“Good!”
Li Qi Ye paid no mind. He screamed in a strange manner and jumped forward with a random motion, swinging his stick.
The scene that everyone was expecting did not happen.
The Serpent Punishing Stick met the weakest part of the Yan Jin sword during its trajectory. The sword’s energy dissipated, and the physical sword plunged to the ground; it was as if it was bitten by a poisonous snake, unable to obey Xu Hui’s command.
“Little boy, I will beat you into a pig’s head!”
Xu Hui hadn’t regained his composure, but Li Qi Ye was already in front of him. The stick passed through his sword fortress and rained blows directly onto his body.
“Die!”
Xu Hui did not retreat; he once again gathered his sword energy and surrounded Li Qi Ye with it.
“Gather!”