"Do you only know how to rely on the might of flames?" Mo Ying's figure flashed and disappeared in the night sky, leaving only those words behind before vanishing once more.
Faced with an opponent of such extreme speed, Li Qing knew he could not be impatient. The more anxious he became, the more easily he would expose a flaw.
Rather than eagerly attacking his opponent, it was better to first secure his defenses and wait until the other party made a move before attempting a counterattack.
"Spiritual objects belong to the virtuous. My ability to wield spirit fire is my own skill." Li Qing spoke calmly, growing ever more composed within.
At worst, he could fight a war of attrition and continue wearing the other party down. It was not as though he could not afford it.
Seemingly seeing through Li Qing's thoughts, Mo Ying finally could not wait any longer. He had originally wanted to capture Li Qing without suffering any injury, but now it seemed impossible.
He prepared himself to be wounded. Even if that strange and peculiar flame burned him once or twice, it did not matter.
Night Shadow Kill!
In an instant, a massive night hawk swooped down from the sky. Mo Ying had completely assumed his avian form, the embodiment of the Flying Spirit Race displaying its greatest strength.
This night hawk was unbelievably fast. There was simply no way to dodge it.
Li Qing's heart tightened slightly as he activated the spirit fire within his body to its utmost limit.
Boom!
Four-colored spirit flames swept forth. Among them, the Great Sun Golden Flame shone the brightest, even forming several resplendent golden suns around Li Qing's body!
Mo Ying's strike still landed. Even the surging spirit flames could not restrain his killing intent. His