Amid the intertwining of blood and fire, Chen Xiaojun's face lost its usual rosy color, turning as pale as winter snow, every trace of blood mercilessly drained away.
Yet his eyes shone like stars, reflecting a light of determination and defiance.
His left hand gripped the Chengying Sword's hilt tightly. The cold gleam of the blade stood in stark contrast to his fingers, which had turned white from the force of his grip.
Though his body swayed on the verge of collapse, as if a gust of wind could knock him down, he barely kept himself standing through sheer will and perseverance.
His gaze passed over the Hell Horse Soul Saint charging at him again and turned toward Xiao Yi and Xixi several hundred meters away. Their figures gradually blurred in his fading vision.
He sighed inwardly. There's no time.
Chen Xiaojun raised his head to face the cold-eyed Blood Sickle Soul Saint, a contemptuous smile curling his lips.
Gold, red, and blue light flickered and intertwined along his left arm, like a multicolored dragon swimming through the air.
"Left Arm Bone Soul Skill-Water and Fire Merciless!"
Without hesitation, he unleashed this powerful skill in a single burst, layering it separately onto the three consecutive strikes of his soul skill, Sweep Through a Thousand Armies.
Each swing of his sword thus gained 200% destructive power, while also unleashing powerful piercing, explosive, and freezing effects.
On the battlefield, where hot blood surged, he had switched to the Fish Intestine Sword in his left hand. It danced in his grip as the hot blood throughout his body surged onto its blade, accompanied by his heavy, resolute footsteps.
He became one with the Fish Intestine Sword. Every cell resonated with it, and every heartbeat matched the sword's trembling.
Emotion surged through him, and