The ambush plan went smoothly, the suspended eyed white tiger had already lunged at Ye Fan's back.
Ye Fan suddenly stood still, majestic and unmovable, releasing a powerful aura of intimidation, and with a swift turn, he transformed his fist into a hand blade, stabbing directly towards the neck of the suspended eyed white tiger.
The tiger in mid-air did not expect Ye Fan to suddenly turn around; with its momentum, its cultivation came into play, leaping higher and causing Ye Fan's hand blade to slash its abdomen instead. Although it narrowly avoided disaster, a long gash was cut into its belly, and the tiger leaped away, no longer daring to act recklessly.
Ye Fan's palm imbued with spiritual energy also felt a burning pain, the spiritual energy within him slightly chaotic.
"Such formidable cultivation," Ye Fan was startled, managing to fight to a stalemate with just one strike.
Ye Fan had no choice but to bring out his law sword.
