"You're courting death!"
Hu Qi's gaze turned cold.
As his words fell, he slashed out directly.
BAM!
The Sword Light crashed against the golden barrier.
The barrier rippled, but the blade could not advance an inch.
"Sir, don't waste your energy..."
Fa Ji's expression was calm, but just as he spoke...
The next moment.
CRACK. A faint cracking sound echoed.
The Buddha Beads in Fa Ji's hand shattered, completely breaking apart.
Seeing this, Fa Ji's expression changed drastically.
The Sword Light struck again.
Fa Ji formed a Dharma Seal with his hands and thrust out a palm.
The instant he struck, his palm and arm swelled, his skin turning a pure golden color, like the arm of a Buddha statue plated in gold.
The palm and blade collided in an instant!
It produced the clang of metal on metal.
The next instant.
Fa Ji grunted and retreated rapidly.
He put distance between himself and Hu Qi.
Red blood dripped freely from his palm.
