C1263 Sword Emperor!

Fu Liushang's face twisted in disgust as he launched a palm strike at Bai Yeh's chest!

A torrent of sword patterns burst forth from his palm.

Yet, Bai Yeh remained unshaken. Instead, he used the force of the exploding sword patterns to propel himself backward, increasing the distance between them.

Clutching his wound, Fu Liushang fixed Bai Yeh with an icy glare, his outrage unmistakable