The Sword Qi Palm Imprint had never been broken in such a way before!
Song Jian looked up at the huge palm that was being torn to shreds by a purple behemoth half its size, his face immediately darkening.
On the surface, it seemed that Su Lan's purple behemoth phantom was more powerful than the Sword Qi Palm Imprint, but in reality, it was Su Lan's proficiency in formations that was far superior to Song Jian's.
"When it comes to formations, you still have a long way to go," Su Lan said with a smile returning to her face.
Song Jian snorted coldly and, with a wave of his right hand, the chaotic Sword Qi Palm Imprint in the sky instantly disintegrated, turning into countless Spirit Swords to recondense.
This time, Su Lan did not stop him but stood smilingly in place, waiting for Song Jian. Having grasped the extent of Song Jian's formation skills, he was intent on breaking through all the sword formations Song Jian evolved, making Song Jian admit defeat willingly!