The Hall Master of the Vermilion Bird Hall, "Blazing Fire Sword" Zhou Wanhong, emitted a scorching aura, transforming himself into a living volcano. The long saber in his hand blazed with intense flas, as if rising from the depths of Hell, burning the surrounding air into a distorted, suffocating heatwave that even made the air tremble.
He roared, his voice echoing in all directions, and raised the burning long saber high, executing a "Fla Slash" with a force like a mountain overturning, akin to a raging sea storm, slashing towards the "Divine Archer" Miao nlong.
Where the long saber sliced through the air, a brilliant blaze was left behind, resembling a fiery dragon racing endlessly, leaving a scorching trail in the sky, proclaiming the ferocity and cruelty of this bloody battle.
At this mont, the beauty of the Miao Blade Sect, Qi izhen, let out a crisp shout, her voice as clear and pleasant as pink lightning, bolting towards them.
In her hand, the Miao Saber glimred with a sharp light as she unleashed the Miao Blade Sect’s ultimate move, "Miao Ling Fury Slash". The Miao Saber, with its fierce wind, clashed against Zhou Wanhong’s fiercely burning Flaming Long Saber. With a resounding "clang", sparks flew, and their long sabers collided, the powerful impact forcing them both back several steps, making even the ground tremble beneath them.
Gracefully seizing the mont, Qi izhen spun elegantly, her Miao Saber transforming into a Spiritual Snake, swiftly striking towards Zhou Wanhong’s throat. Her movents were as swift as a phantom, dazzling and hard to capture.
Facing this sudden attack, Zhou Wanhong quickly reacted, hurriedly blocking with his saber while channeling the flas on its blade, attempting to force Qi izhen to retreat with this intense heat.
In this fierce battle, they each displayed their divine powers, their long sabers clashing back and forth, flashing with blade light as the intense struggle unfolded.
Their movents were as fast as two streaking lightning bolts crossing in the air, too rapid for the eye to follow.
Qi izhen relied on the exquisite techniques of the Miao Blade Sect, her movents agile and her strikes swift; Zhou Wanhong relied on the mighty power of the Fla Saber Technique, each slash accompanied by scorching flas, fierce and intimidating, like a Fire God descending upon the world.
The battle grew increasingly intense, as if the surrounding air were ignited, waves of heat swept over, making it hard to breathe.
The intensity of this slaughter was such that even the air seed ignited, rolling waves of heat, suffocating.
Every swing of Zhou Wanhong’s Flaming Long Saber was accompanied by blazing flas, shocking like a volcanic eruption, as if the flas would devour everything.
anwhile, Qi izhen of the Miao Blade Sect responded with the exquisite saber techniques of the Miao Blade Sect, moving easily, as her figure beca elusive and hard to fathom. Her movents were light and swift, like a spirit dancing in the air.
At this mont, Zhou Wanhong swung his saber, the flas like a dragon soaring to the sky, while Qi izhen shifted her figure sideways, her Miao Saber like lightning, instantly slicing into the flas as the two clashed again, producing a deafening boom, making even the earth tremble.
As the fierce battle continued, both their stamina was gradually being consud, but their fighting spirit only grew stronger and more vibrant.
Zhou Wanhong’s Flaming Long Saber beca increasingly fierce, as if it would burn everything to ashes.
But Qi izhen’s Miao Saber beca ever sharper, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, cutting through all in its path.
Just then, Qi izhen suddenly retreated explosively, the Miao Saber in her hand carving a perfect arc in the air, stabbing towards Zhou Wanhong’s chest.
In this move, she gathered all her strength, the speed startlingly fast.
Seeing this, Zhou Wanhong was shocked and quickly crossed his saber to block, but it was too late, as the Miao Saber had already pierced through his chest like lightning.
"Ah!" Zhou Wanhong let out a miserable scream, his entire body like a blazing torch, burning fiercely.
The Flaming Long Saber in his hand also lost its gleam at that mont, falling to the ground.
Qi izhen stood in place, her Miao Saber unstained by blood, coldly watching Zhou Wanhong’s corpse, a vicious glint flashing in her eyes.
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