The Fire Crow spread its wings and flew. The bright yellow flame within it was Triple Burner True Fire, which could not be beaten out and directly tempered the very substance of one's magic. The deeper a person's cultivation, the more helpless they were against it; they could only wait for its power to dissipate and for it to extinguish itself.
It was not that the Xiuzhen world lacked superior methods for extinguishing this fire, but such methods would never belong to those coarse brutes of Shanmen Quanzhen.
The Sword Cultivator shot his flying sword forth, paying no attention at all to the crow fire closing on him. The flying sword cleaved straight toward its target, committing to mutual injury from the very first exchange.
This was within his expectations. In fact, among the Sword Cultivators he had encountered, the stronger they were, the more they behaved this way. They would unhesitatingly choose to meet offense with offense. This was the tradition of Shanmen's Sword Cultivators.
They used darting evasions to avoid damage and flying swords to force their enemies' hands. For over a thousand years, Sword Cultivators had never changed their fighting habits.
He scoffed inwardly, his hands never stopping. His left hand traced signs, his right hand cast outward, and after the Fire Crow, a Fire Snake darted out. It was the same Triple Burner True Fire, still with a streak of bright yellow faintly visible within.
His Five Elements were balanced, but he relied more heavily on fire for offense. Among the Five Elements, metal and fire techniques excelled at destruction. This was inherent in their nature; there was no need to imitate those who used water, wood, and earth as weapons simply to seek novelty and uniqueness, expending twice the effort for half the result and