Nangong Po was shocked; Sun Wukong actually blocked the formless blade energy attack from his curved-blade knife and knocked it aside!
How is this possible?
"No, I don't believe it! It must be a fluke!"
Nangong Po, seething with anger, continuously swung his curved-blade knife, and the formless blade energy ceaselessly slashed toward Sun Wukong, causing the space to start shaking under the dense blade energy attack.
If it weren't for Nangong Po's insufficient cultivation strength, this space could have been sliced open!
"Hmph!"
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand began to dance. One by one, the formless blade energy was knocked away, flying in all directions.
This scared the surrounding outer court disciples so much that one by one they hurriedly avoided, anxiously fleeing to a distance. If hit by one slash, their lives could be instantly lost!
