The figure dressed in simple blue clothes showed a touch of solemnity on his face, raising his willow-leaf eyebrows, and both palms struck out to meet the simultaneous lethal moves.
Barging into the deadly confrontation of two masters was nothing short of courting death. Everyone present, including Shangguan Feng, was stunned.
However, vortexes of solid power emerged from the palms of that figure, absorbing the dual lethal moves into their body, which quivered slightly.
The sudden intrusion from the blue-clad figure was accompanied by a soft humph, followed by a graceful spin of the body, striking out with both palms to an empty part of the hall. With a flutter of his sleeves, a thunderous rumble and chill suddenly erupted.
In an instant, the precious calligraphy on the walls, the porcelain on the tables, and the thick wooden bricks on the ground shattered in an explosion, with a terrifying hole blown open between the top floor and the fourth floor.
