Simple verbal vitriol, ultimate effect.
Luo Yi's eyes flashed with blood, evidently enraged to the extreme, with blood nearly flooding his pupils. A burst of blue light erupted, aiming a three-foot blue rainbow straight for Jiang Li's neck.
When fury reached its peak, one would stop with verbal threats and aim straight for the opponent's life—Luo Yi was in exactly this state.
"Flying sword!"
As soon as Jiang Li saw the flash of blue, a thought crossed his mind, and a jade amulet already lit up in his arms, "Six Ding and Six Jia, protect my true body."
Golden light bathed his body, and True Qi flowed around him, making his skin faintly translucent and gleaming with golden light, like gold-glazed porcelain.
Jiang Li's body shifted slightly, using his shoulder to block the sword. Amidst the clanging sound, a deep sword mark appeared on top of the golden light, and the blue light was shaken away.