"This is impossible!" The Fat man with a round face, standing to the east, cried out in shock. "Someone in this world actually refined the Asura Cold Flame Blade to such a level. It seems you really did make it through Nine Nether Canyon. Otherwise, how could you have condensed such a formidable mass of Asura baleful intent? Everyone, stay sharp and face the enemy!"
"Do you think staying sharp will help?" The small blade in Xu Yanzhi's hand flashed back and forth as the hundred-zhang-long Asura Cold Flame Blade swept through the air in a dizzying succession of arcs. Under this overwhelming assault, the four could barely keep their footing. They had no choice but to retreat far away. The Fat man with a round face roared, "Gather!"
In an instant, each of the four spat out a solid fire dragon. The four dragons converged, and a three-hundred-zhang-long fire dragon appeared, illuminating the entire night sky. Within thirty li, grass, trees, mountains, and rocks were scorched. The enormous dragon bared its fangs and claws as it hurtled toward Xu Yanzhi.
Xu Yanzhi's clear, handsome eyes suddenly blazed with cold starlight. She swept her hand through the air, and the Asura Cold Flame Blade in her palm abruptly dispersed into countless fine grains of dust. The next instant, a colossal Ghost-Head Flame Blade, boundless in size, appeared in the sky. The mournful wails of ghosts rang through heaven and earth as its blade-light rampaged and its flames scorched the sky.
A thunderous boom shook the air. The massive blade fell upon the raging dragon, and in an instant, heaven and earth plunged into darkness. Gale-force winds howled, and torrential rain poured down. The dragon vanished in a puff of smoke. The Fat man with a round face and the other