A Familiar Aura

Nine-colored Strange Fire quietly burned over Xiao Yan's body, then gathered entirely onto the Flame Sword in his hand.

Xiao Yan was indeed unlike Nalan, who had devoted herself to sword intent. He could only be considered to have a rough grasp of it. However, the essence of the Flame Sword had never been a sword from beginning to end, but fire.

"With a sword, there is fire."

Xiao Yan murmured softly.

As a Dou Technique created by Yao Wan, the nature of the Flame Sword was both similar to and different from Xiao Yan's self-created Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus.

And their greatest common point was that ultimate destructive power.

And now, the Strange Fire Xiao Yan possessed was also enough for him to push the power unleashed by this sword to the limit of his current cultivation.

A scorching-hot breath slowly gushed from Xiao Yan's mouth.

He lifted his head and looked at the countless sword lights rapidly enlarging in his pupils. The corner of his mouth curved.

He gave up any form of defense, and had not even activated the Lapis Lazuli Ying Body that was now enough to fight it head-on in the flesh without falling behind. Only a dazzling streak of fire, under Yao Wan's slightly surprised gaze, swiftly flew into the cold, malicious sky.

It was like a flaming meteor. Instead, it looked vastly different from so-called sword qi, and then directly collided head-on with that sky full of vicious light.

"You worry about people too?"

From within her dress sleeve, a little head as colorful and dazzling as a gemstone poked out, hissing as it flicked its tongue.

"I'm not worried. Of course there's nothing about him for me to worry over. I'm just curious..."

After hearing this, Yao Wan gently shook her head.