"What a vicious blade!"
Feng Jianxing grunted.
The fighting spirit in his eyes flared instantly.
Before Golden Baleful Patriarch could strike again, the Tiger Soul Sword had already cut through the air.
Its Sword Light descended like a tiger charging down a mountain and slammed into the crimson blade.
Clang!
The clash of metal rang through the Furnace Palace.
The Tiger Soul Sword's Sword Light shattered. Feng Jianxing staggered back several steps, and the palm gripping his sword split open.
Blood dripped down the hilt, but Feng Jianxing showed no fear. The fighting spirit in his eyes only burned brighter.
"Again!"
With a roar, Feng Jianxing raised the Tiger Soul Sword once more.
At that moment.
The shadow left in his mind by the azure Sword Light at the entrance was forcibly driven back by the threat of the blade before him.
He cultivated the sword.
But the Sword Dao had never meant standing still and waiting for fear to vanish on its own.
It meant carving a path through fear, one sword strike after another.
The thought flashed through his mind.
The Sword Intent in Feng Jianxing's Tiger Soul Sword surged by another three-tenths.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, don't clash head-on with that blade!"
"The Furnace Palace's Warrior Baleful Intent nourishes it. As long as that intent remains, the blade spirit's power is almost inexhaustible!"
Su Shi'er's voice rang out just in time.
As he spoke, Array Flags flew from his hands in quick succession.
Some sank into the ground around the thousand-zhang furnace, while the rest landed near the nine golden chains.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, use the Divine Weapon Heavenly Sword to connect with the furnace's array patterns and find a way to draw the flames back inside!"
"Fellow Daoist Feng, keep the blade occupied. You don't need to