Yun Qingwan's soft shout fell, and spiritual light burst out on her fist, momentarily brilliant like a rainbow.
However, the brilliance was short-lived, instantly transforming into a stream of spiritual light, which completely converged and gathered again on her fist.
Her slender jade hand turned into a white fist that looked soft and powerless, smashing towards Bu Sheng.
On the opposite side.
Bu Sheng's aura was like a rainbow, a palm strike with the momentum of shattering mountains and rivers, swept towards Yun Qingwan without any reservation.
In the blink of an eye, the attacks of the two reached each other.
Bu Sheng's Flowing Cloud Palm, like a shooting star chasing the moon, fiercely stamped towards Yun Qingwan.
But as his true-qi-laden palm just came down, it was blocked by the spiritual light entwined around Yun Qingwan's body.
It was as if there was a shield, no matter how terrifying his attack was, it couldn't shake it in the slightest.
