Since the Wolf Soldiers couldn't beat the Fire Phoenix, they should capture the bandit leader by first capturing the ringleader—wouldn't it work just to kill the Fire Phoenix Empress? The opponent was injured anyway. In the past, she could match him evenly, but she could forget about it now.
His figure surged violently, turning into a black shadow as he lunged straight for the Fire Phoenix Empress!
A pitch-black saber condensed in his hand, dark light flowing across the blade with the momentum to tear the space apart, and he slashed straight toward the Fire Phoenix Empress's throat!
The Fire Phoenix Empress's expression changed, and she hurriedly raised her sword to block. With a loud clang, sparks flew in all directions. The impact of that force shook her back several steps, and a sharp pain flared from the wound at her waist, causing her to let out a muffled groan.
Yet she didn't retreat, continuously slashing out with the flaming longsword in her hand to battle the Wolf Lord.
The two figures crossed paths on the battlefield, sword light and saber glare flashing as they exchanged blows, the momentum of Eleventh Tier powerhouses undoubtedly on display.
The Wolf Lord's saber technique was bold and unconstrained, every single slash carrying the will to kill as if he meant to cleave the Fire Phoenix Empress alive in two.
His saber momentum was as heavy as a mountain, and each descent carried the force of a myriad jun, splitting the ground into deep ravines.
The Fire Phoenix Empress's swordsmanship, however, was far more flexible and varied, at times scorching like fire and at times dense like flowing water, neutralizing the Wolf Lord's offensive one move at a time.
Her blade burned with crimson-gold flames, and every swing kicked up a scorching wave of