Just then, another shout rang out.
"Furious Flame!"
Mo Wen was no slower. The moment Mo Feng launched his attack, he had already gathered his own.
Dou Qi surged out of Mo Wen's body, pouring at tremendous speed into the strangely shaped Crescent Moon Blade in his hand.
In an instant, a crimson sheen appeared over the Crescent Moon Blade. Even the air around it warped slightly, as though scorching heat were radiating from it.
When the crimson sheen on the Crescent Moon Blade reached its deepest intensity, a vicious sneer appeared on Mo Wen's pockmarked face. His sinister gaze fixed on the rapidly approaching Su Tian.
The next moment, Mo Wen jerked his right hand, bringing the Crescent Moon Blade slashing down toward Su Tian.
Boom...
A blazing red arc resembling a crimson crescent moon instantly took shape and hurtled toward Su Tian alongside the seemingly solid azure blade shadows.
Seeing this, Mo Feng suddenly curled his lips into a strange smile.
"Wind-Fire Fusion!"
At Mo Feng's low shout, he and Mo Wen rapidly formed hand seals in unison.
Su Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his handsome face. He saw that the instant the two men formed their seals, their ferocious attacks began showing signs of merging.
It was as though the fire borrowed the wind's momentum, while the wind fed the fire's might.
The power of the two attacks increased at once. The azure blade shadows intertwined with the crescent flames, hurtling straight toward Su Tian like a demon's soul-reaping scythe.
Faced with this strange sight, Su Tian showed no trace of panic.
Although Mo Wen and Mo Feng's attacks were indeed impressive, they were still far from enough to pose any great threat to him.
"It seems the Mo Clan has a