"Whew..."
Xiahou Qingyuan climbed out of a pile of broken stones and rubble, brushed the dust off himself, and let out a long breath. He pulled over a chair and dropped into it, then planted the Kindling Sword in the ground beside him before finally raising his eyes to look coldly at Li Yezhu.
"If you only mean to wear me down to death, you've miscalculated."
As he finished speaking, a boom rang out, and a layer of flames appeared once more on the Kindling Sword planted beside him.
The kindling would not die.
"Then let's see."
With his hand on his saber's hilt, Li Yezhu vanished with a swish. As though using Instantaneous Movement, he arrived before Xiahou Qingyuan in the time it took to speak.
Clang!
Amid the blade cry, Li Yezhu's saber slashed straight at Xiahou Qingyuan's neck.
With movement and saber-drawing speeds like these, the simpler the attack, the greater its power.
Boom!
The instant Li Yezhu's blade was about to strike Xiahou Qingyuan's neck, Xiahou Qingyuan's entire body turned into a mass of fiercely burning flames, vanishing beneath Li Yezhu's blade.
Swish!
At the same time, the blazing flames merged with the Kindling Sword, whose point was already aimed at Li Yezhu, the instant his blade descended. Then the sword thrust toward his chest.
But just as the Kindling Sword was about to pierce his chest, a rift appeared out of thin air before Li Yezhu. A hand holding a saber reached out of it and slashed at the incoming Kindling Sword.
Bang!
With a deafening collision, Li Yezhu's black blade qi and the kindling flames on Xiahou Qingyuan's body abruptly exploded outward.
Swish, swish, swish!
Before the scattered blade qi and kindling could dissipate, Li Yezhu's saber and Xiahou Qingyuan's sword collided several more