Li Xuan saw Ji Wanyu coming fiercely and waved his hand, casting the Dharma Bell above his head.
The bronze bell's presence was astonishing, growing ever larger in mid-air.
Lotus phantom images blossomed one after another around them, forming a semicircular shield that protected everyone within.
For a moment, Buddhist chants filled the air, humming and resonating.
When the Sword Qi arrived, it boomed loudly upon the lotus phantoms.
The immense pressure was quickly diluted by the blooming lotuses.
Each lotus bore a bit of the force, making it so that the powerful Sword Qi couldn't stir even a ripple.
The water bandits on the warship, brandishing broadswords and long spears, screamed incessantly, "Mighty!"
"Mighty!"
"Mighty!"
The Songshan disciples under the bell laughed in mockery, "This woman really overestimates herself, thinking she can compete with our third brother with such meager skills."
