Blazing Fire Divine Blade

Tang Wuyi's palm-blade qi blazed brilliantly. As he unleashed his full strength, sparks burst forth, and at the very limit, it sliced through Xiang Yang's Heavenly Star Protective Aura as easily as a knife cutting tofu pudding. Its power was boundless, and it looked as though it would cleave Xiang Yang in two with a single slash.

The next moment, an indestructible, invincible blade glow moved with Xiang Yang's will. It gathered into a blade edge and collided head-on with Tang Wuyi's incoming blade qi. The two were both hurled away by the immense recoil, their feet skidding as they crushed the ice and snow beneath them, ending up thirty yards apart.

"Man and blade as one, with the divine weapon protecting its master?"

Tang Wuyi already had thick brows and large eyes, but now his eyes bulged like goose eggs, gleaming with light. His undisguised fondness overflowed, and his determination to possess it nearly solidified into substance. A divine weapon protecting its master—truly a fine blade.

His peerless divine arts had long since broken free of the old confines of the demonic sects and formed a lineage of their own. The Sky Howling Divine Art was his foundation, while the Blazing Fire Divine Blade was his method. Its slaughtering power was fierce and sharp; only, he lacked a divine blade to match it. Otherwise, gods would die if gods blocked him, and Buddhas would die if Buddhas stood in his way.

Ever since learning that Xiang Yang possessed a divine weapon and demonic blade, Tang Wuyi had been restless with desire, pondering day and night how to seize it. Now that he had seen the divine weapon and demonic blade for himself, its spiritual aura was truly overwhelming, and he loved it dearly.

Xiang Yang wiped the blood from