"Yan, your tricks have angered me."
Brilliant golden light scattered the thick smoke, and Qian Renxue appeared once more. She looked somewhat disheveled now, with quite a few blackened marks staining her golden hair and multiple tears in her long dress.
As Qian Renxue spoke, she rose into the air again. A longsword had appeared in her hand, formed entirely from golden flames. Though it had no physical form, the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from it were still enough to make one's heart tremble.
This was an attack made of pure energy. Even Soul Sage-level experts generally found it difficult to condense intangible energy into a tangible form, yet she had done it—and its power was exceptionally great.
"Whoosh!"
Qian Renxue swung the golden sword in her hand, instantly cleaving apart the vast sea of fire. She was about to launch an attack, having already locked onto Yan in the middle of the flames.
"Ding~~~"
Along with a ringing sound, the flames around Yan surged up once more. His speed instantly doubled. After dodging a streak of golden sword light, he raced around the entire arena at astonishing speed.
Yan's rapid running gradually stirred up fierce winds, forming a whirlwind tornado. The wind fed the flames, and as he continually scattered phosphorus powder while running, a fiery tornado enclosed Qian Renxue in the blink of an eye. The high temperature brought fine beads of sweat to her forehead, and she began to feel increasingly unwell.
As Yan's speed grew faster and faster, the temperature at the center of the fire tornado rose ever higher. In a short time, it had already exceeded two thousand degrees. Even Qian Renxue could not endure such an environment.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Naturally, Qian Renxue would not sit and wait for death. She swung her