Even though Yan Chihuo had been on guard, the sight of the woman's overflowing seductiveness and peerless beauty still stirred his heart. He gave a cold snort. "It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
Before his words had faded, he flicked a finger. A streak of sword light shot out, then split into thirteen streaks, forming the Thirteen Absolutes Sword Formation.
Seeing that her seductive arts had failed, the female cultivator gave a soft exclamation. Yet at the sight of Yan Chihuo's sword formation, she showed not the slightest fear. She cast him a flirtatious glance and said, "You heartless man, how cruel you are."
Her ten fingers, slender as spring bamboo shoots, flicked as well, sending more than ten pink pellets flying out. With a bang, they all shattered, turning into more than ten clouds of pink mist that instantly enveloped the Thirteen Absolutes Sword Formation.
Yan Chihuo felt an extremely strange and tyrannical force transmit through the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword, actually attempting to corrode the Flying Sword's spirituality. His heart jolted. What formidable demonic intent!
It was obvious that this woman belonged to the demonic path. Yan Chihuo formed a sword seal, and the thirteen sword lights changed into seven, forming the Seven Absolutes Demon-Subduing Sword Formation.
With a thunderous roar, several bolts of lightning and flames flew from the swords, sweeping the mist completely clean!
Though he had reacted swiftly and the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword was an exceptionally rare Flying Sword, Yan Chihuo still recalled it and circulated it through his dantian once before completely purging the corrosive force from the blade.
Yan Chihuo could not help being secretly alarmed. If his cultivation had not advanced to the middle stage of Nurturing Spirit, if he had not gained Venerable