Nothing Is Gained, the Valley Spirit's Numinous Light
Dao Mei's sliding tackle was certainly devastating, but Bi Xuan was a martial arts grandmaster who had dominated the grasslands all his life. This obvious beast-slaughtering technique was something he had grown tired of playing with long ago!
Therefore, to Bi Xuan, Dao Mei's sliding tackle was far more insulting than threatening.
Seeing Pufferfish Poison's blade already within reach, the flames in Bi Xuan's hands suddenly swept forward, coiling directly around the nearby blade.
Boil Iron Melt Gold!
Under the sweep of his pure and mighty internal energy, even someone as strong as Dao Mei felt the treasured saber in her hand become incredibly heavy, nearly flying from her grasp. Worse still, as the flames swept over it, the entire blade became scorching hot in an instant. Even the hand gripping its hilt was struck by searing, heart-piercing pain!
Fortunately, Dao Mei was not fighting alone.
Seeing the treasured saber in her hand controlled by Bi Xuan's flames, Niu Zhichun suddenly sprang up from the side. The Fire Quenching Divine Needle in his hand swept horizontally, striking the vortex of flames dead-on.
"Bang!"
With a thunderous explosion, Niu Zhichun, who bore the brunt of it, was blasted backward.
Having suffered greatly at the hands of the Fire Quenching Divine Needle before, Bi Xuan had immediately detonated the flames of Boil Iron Melt Gold the moment he saw the staff. The vortex of flame that devoured and incinerated everything transformed into scattering shock flames.
Though those flames were still countered by the Fire Quenching Divine Needle, the force of their impact did not vanish. The gap in internal strength between Niu Zhichun and Bi Xuan was simply too great. Even against such raw impact force, he was still effortlessly blown away.
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