"What is the righteous path?" Shi Feiyang's hand lifted lightly, the palm wind like a knife pointed straight to the sky, the ice-blue True Qi suddenly surged three zhang, "It's the Profound Ice of Kunlun, the blade edge of Xiongying, and more so, the mighty spirit of this world that cannot be desecrated!" Then, he continuously drew streaks of ice light with his palms, each precisely stabbing the major acupoints around the Sect Leader's body, "And you, are nothing but a rat in the gutter!"
As the fierce battle reached eighty moves, the Sect Leader's figure appeared unstable, like a flickering candle in the wind, while Shi Feiyang fought more and more bravely.
"Do you feel it?" Shi Feiyang's palm edge trembled slightly, the qi of the blade lifted a lock of the Sect Leader's white hair, "Your power is merging into my meridians along with the blade qi. This is the fate of those who play with fire!"
