Blazing Sword Slashes Evil Phoenix! Azure Lotus Sword Song Second Style—Two Forms: Blazing Sword

Blazing Sword Slashes Evil Phoenix! Azure Lotus Sword Song Second Style—Two Forms: Blazing Sword (Bonus Chapter, Please Vote)

In the past.

Ma Hongjun stepped on Yufeng and acted with arrogant abandon:

"Is that all?"

"Is that all?"

"The imperial city—is that all?!"

Now.

The echoes of the past had been crushed to pieces.

The Evil Fire Phoenix had become mere background.

Clad in white and bathed in flames, he strolled forward calmly and returned the words in kind:

"Is that all?"

"Is that all?"

"Evil Fire—is that all?!"

To the audience below the stage.

This scene of extreme reversal felt as satisfying as chugging ice water in the sweltering heat.

The pleasure ran from their heads all the way to their feet.

"Good! Good! Good! Hahahaha! Evil Fire—is that all?!"

No one knew who shouted it first.

But that cry was like a spark setting the prairie ablaze, instantly igniting the entire Soul Fighting Arena.

In mere moments.

The entire arena resounded with the same words—"Evil Fire—is that all?"

The sight was so shocking that it made their scalps tingle.

"Cough, cough!"

Yufeng's face flushed red with excitement. His coughs aggravated his injuries, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Yet he paid it no mind, roaring along with the audience in a hoarse voice.

Osler hurriedly supported his swaying body.

"Yufeng, you're about to fucking die. Stop yelling!"

Humiliation and vindication mingled in Yufeng's eyes.

"Osler, you don't understand."

"For the first time in my life, I was trampled under someone's feet."

"Today, Sword Wine paid it back for me. From now on, he's my idol, Yufeng's idol."

In the VIP box.

Dugu Bo watched the sea of people boiling with excitement below.

That white-robed figure was undoubtedly the center of attention.

A rare smile appeared on his stern old face.

"What a Li Zhixian..."

He had encountered countless people in his lifetime.

He knew that some people were born with a certain charisma.

Every gesture they made could stir the winds and clouds.

Li Zhixian was just such a person.

"Grandpa..."

Dugu Yan stared unblinkingly at the white-robed youth on the arena.

"Can I beat Little Brother Banished Immortal now?"

"No."

Dugu Bo felt that his answer had been too blunt.

Worried that he had hurt his granddaughter's pride.

He was just about to offer a few comforting words.

When he heard Dugu Yan say excitedly:

"Then that's great!"

Dugu Bo: "..."

He stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.

Perhaps he should ask Li Zhixian whether the detoxification last time had left behind some lingering ailment.

In the Ye Family box.

Mother Ye stared intensely at Ye Lingling.

"Lingling, you must make Li Zhixian accept you."

"Whether our Ye Family's Nine Heart Begonia can surpass the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda depends on Li Zhixian."

"Understood, Mother."

Ye Lingling agreed, though her thoughts had drifted far away.

She was not thinking about how to cling to Li Zhixian.

Instead, she was thinking...

Don't be fooled by Li Zhixian acting like an aloof swordsman on the arena. He was probably wondering which restaurant to visit for a good meal later.

Mm.

That was just his personality.

In the royal box.

"Young Master, once you take control of Spirit Hall, this boy will surely become your right-hand man!"

Pufferfish said excitedly:

"When that time comes, our Spirit Hall..."

"Shut up."

Xue Qinghe coldly interrupted Pufferfish.

"From now on..."

Her voice was soft, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

"I will not allow any of you to put Li Zhixian and Spirit Hall together."

In her heart.

Someone like Li Zhixian.

Should have been riding a horse toward the martial world, or wandering through a clear stream beneath flowing moonlight.

Not sinking into the mire of power alongside her.

She was not worthy of that.

"That's impossible!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened like bronze bells, his rugged face filled with disbelief.

Unscathed after being submerged in phoenix evil fire?

Forget this youngster before him—even Zhao Wuji himself could not have handled it so effortlessly.

Qin Ming sighed and said bitterly:

"Teacher, have Hongjun concede."

"Shrek's little monsters are very strong."

"But Sword Wine is different. He's a freak."

Monsters were still within the reach of human ability.

Freaks had already surpassed the bounds of ordinary people.

Zhao Wuji's expression shifted uncertainly, his fists clenching with cracking sounds.

Ma Hongjun had been brought here by him. Nothing could happen to him.

His throat bobbed as he prepared to speak.

Boom—!

On the arena, the fierce battle erupted once more.

"I don't believe it!"

Ma Hongjun stepped forward furiously.

The Second Spirit Ring beneath his feet rose.

"Second Spirit Skill—Phoenix Blaze!"

Purple evil fire surged into the sky.

Behind Ma Hongjun, it condensed into the shape of a phoenix.

The phoenix spread its wings and let out a long cry, while scorching heat waves swept outward like a tsunami.

Even through the Soul Power barrier, the spectators in front felt a suffocating, searing pain.

The Soul Fighting Arena's soul masters hurriedly poured in Soul Power, barely stabilizing the trembling protective barrier.

But it was not over.

Ma Hongjun's Third Spirit Ring—his only purple Spirit Ring—suddenly lit up.

"Third Spirit Skill—Phoenix Wing Soaring!"

Screech—!

A phoenix cry sharp enough to tear through eardrums exploded.

Ma Hongjun was swallowed by roaring purple flames.

A pair of wings formed from purple fire suddenly unfurled from behind his back.

The purple fire wings spanned more than four meters. Every flap brought rolling heat waves that scorched the Soul Power barrier until it sizzled.

Buzz—!

The fiery wings beat madly.

Ma Hongjun shot into the sky.

He carved a blazing purple trail through the air.

"Sword Wine!"

"Let's see how you deal with this!"

Ma Hongjun hovered in midair, looking down at the white-robed swordsman on the arena.

His purple fire wings flapped fiercely.

A rain of fire filled the sky, pouring down upon Li Zhixian's position like a torrential downpour.

This terrifying sight.

Made countless spectators below rise in horror.

Li Zhixian's white robes whipped wildly in the burning wind.

He tilted his head slightly upward, his dark eyes reflecting the rain of fire falling from the heavens.

"Fire..."

His thin lips parted. His voice was not loud, yet it strangely pierced through the thunderous roar all around.

"Isn't meant to be played like that."

The instant his words fell.

His right hand slowly rose. His five fingers spread, then suddenly clenched at empty air.

Clang—!

A clear sword cry rang out.

An ancient sword hilt appeared in his palm out of thin air.

Then, the Azure Lotus Sword, clear and pure as jade, gradually emerged as though being drawn from the void, inch by inch.

The twelve Azure Lotus Imprints on its blade bloomed one after another.

"Azure Lotus Sword Song Second Style—"

Li Zhixian's gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Two Forms: Blazing Sword."

The twelve Azure Lotus Imprints suddenly shone.

Thick, molten-red flames, blazing and pure, erupted from the lotus hearts in great torrents.

In an instant.

The three-foot-six-inch Azure Lotus Sword stretched into a narrow, agile streak of fiery light, trailing a crimson flame behind it.

Flames flickered from its tip. Flowing scarlet fire enveloped its blade, dragging a flame trail several meters long behind it.

Hiss—!

Hiss—!

Hiss—!

Sharpness and scorching heat intertwined.

The soul masters maintaining the barrier turned pale.

The barrier shook violently, letting out a groan of unbearable strain as cracks faintly surfaced in several places.

And at that moment.

A deep purple Spirit Ring coiled around the flaming sword.

"Second Spirit Skill—Three Sword Splendor."

At that instant.

The Azure Lotus Sword seemed about to break through the ultimate domain and step into another unfathomable realm.

Li Zhixian's back suddenly tingled and went numb.

It felt as though something was about to pierce through his skin.

But with battle imminent,

Li Zhixian had no room to think further.

He raised the Azure Lotus Sword, its crimson tail flames blazing, and with a sharpness and heat that seemed capable of piercing everything, slashed down at Ma Hongjun in midair.

"Today..."

"Blazing Sword Slashes Evil Phoenix!"

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