It wasn't long before Xiang Qingcheng let out a pained groan. Her face had grown even paler, and she stared at Lu Xiaotian in disbelief. The three sword bracelets, wrapped in the power of thunder, were all wailing in the air, as though they faced an unprecedented threat. One of the sword wheels seemed to have touched something, and Xiang Qingcheng felt as if she had been fiercely scorched.
"What's going on?" Ever since the three Thunder Source Beads had exploded, Xu Qin had been startled. Seeing Xiang Qingcheng's pale face now, she knew her younger sister had suffered a setback. Yet she couldn't tell what formidable trick was hidden in that sea of surging, blue-green Fanluo Spiritfire.
"Return my flying sword, and we'll let this matter rest. Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying your sword bracelet," Lu Xiaotian said coolly. The Misty Sword Formation was his usual means of fighting enemies; its power was unmatched, and he was well practiced in using it. What was more, it could form the Misty Sword Embryo, a devastating weapon. Not one of his eight Misty Flying Swords could be missing. Reforging one would take a long time, and Lu Xiaotian had no desire to waste it for nothing.
The other party's sword bracelets were no less powerful than his Misty Sword Formation, and likely had hidden abilities of their own. But he had first trapped them with the Thunder Source Beads. In the surging sea of Fanluo Spiritfire, several strands of blue-white Fanluo Truefire were concealed. Under cover of the flames, they had attached themselves to the sword wheels. The bone-deep pain Xiang Qingcheng had just felt came from him scorching one of them with Fanluo Truefire.
Fanluo Truefire was powerful enough to inflict tremendous damage on Biqiong, the three-headed snake demon.