There's quite a commotion before Weiyang Palace.
Bo Yan faces Sikong Hua Ji.
From the moment they start exchanging blows, after a brief probing, they've unleashed their best moves.
Bo Yan's martial arts are all derived from sound and rhythm.
Invisible and intangible, the sound can harm.
He sits perched atop a treetop, hands playing the zither, the sound resonates, killing intent pervading the wilderness.
He appears elegant, his demeanor captivating.
In contrast, Sikong Hua Ji looks a bit embarrassed.
Waving hands and kicking, jumping up and down, attacking forwards and defending all sides.
Even though they're not connected with fists and feet, before Weiyang Palace, powerful energies crisscross, sands fly and stones scatter.
When Su Mo arrives with Hua Shiyi Niang, and another person dressed as a maid.
The two are in the midst of a heated battle.
Hua Shiyi Niang and the person dressed as a maid, each carrying a person.
Hua Shiyi Niang holds Hua Junying, Wufeng.
