"Laugh..."
The sharp, massive sword tip paused for a moment on Xiao Yan's indestructible body, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, with a hissing sound, it mercilessly pierced into Xiao Yan's chest, accompanied by a splatter of blood.
Amidst the intense pain, Xiao Yan's body involuntarily convulsed violently, and the sound of bones breaking echoed through the air.
" Xiao Yan!"
Watching the giant sword pierce Xiao Yan's body, Luo Jin felt as if he were experiencing the same pain as Xiao Yan. His emotions instantly surged, his whole body trembled, veins bulged, his face flushed red, and his dark eyes were filled with boundless rage.
At the same time, Luo Jin's remaining Dou Qi surged out wildly, attempting to break through the great formation surrounding him and Zhang Yi.
Unfortunately, despite his desperate attempts to break through the formation, everything he did was ultimately in vain, given his current state.
"Gaga gaga gaga..."
Seeing Xiao Yan about to die at his hands, Jian Ming couldn't help but reveal a mocking expression on his Elder Zhang face. He let out a strange, cackling laugh, and then grinned coldly:
"Hmph, a mere ant dares to challenge the might of Dou Di. Dying by my sword is not too bad for you."
"Hmm? Something's not right. Your sword has stopped again, and Xiao Yan isn't dead!"
However, the moment Jian Ming uttered his cold laugh, Ye Luotian, who had been silently observing everything, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"What?!"
Ye Luotian's words immediately drew the attention of the other three, who looked at Xiao Yan with surprise.
Meanwhile, Luo Jin and Zhang Yi, who were trapped in the formation, were also slightly taken aback and immediately looked up.
The next moment, everyone present held their breath slightly, and those outside couldn't help but gape, their faces showing a look of horror.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the massive sword tip pierced through Xiao Yan's chest and back. However, because Xiao Yan Xiao Yan was protected by the Heavenly Flames, he still retained a trace of life.
But it was this last vestige of life that allowed Xiao Yan to wake up again. As the Heavenly Flames rose, the eerie white flames enveloped Xiao Yan 'Xiao Yan entire body, including the sword blades that had pierced his body.
The surging Heavenly Flames continued to rise, becoming several times stronger than before. Under the scorching heat of this Heavenly Flames, even the mighty Cloud-Soaring sword couldn't help but emit a hissing sound. Accompanied by the rise of a mist of energy, the aura on the giant sword also weakened.
" Heavenly Flames protecting its master?!"
"This thing is incredibly domineering. When it ignites on its own, it's even more powerful than when its master wields it. Even my greatsword couldn't escape being burned!"
Seeing that the Bone Spirit Cold Flame had actually burned away a significant portion of the energy on his giant sword, Jian Ming couldn't help but frown. At the same time, a hint of covetousness arose in his heart towards Xiao Yan's Heavenly Flames.
Who wouldn't want a treasure? Who wouldn't want power? Even a powerful Dou Di, revered by all, is not immune to the temptation of Heavenly Flames.
But then, Jian Ming calmly regained his composure, because he had noticed that while his state of mind had changed, the people around him were all focused on him.
"Hmph! Xiao Yan, even if you have Heavenly Flames protecting you, it's only temporary. Watch me break your Heavenly Flames!"
Jian Ming glanced subtly at Wu Jitian and the others, then looked at Xiao Yan again and shouted sharply.
As his shout fell, the giant sword embedded in Xiao Yan's body suddenly emitted a blinding golden light, and the giant sword sank, ready to kill Xiao Yan on the spot with one blow.
"Roar!"
However, just as the giant sword sank, Xiao Yan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, woke up again. He bent his arms and his large hands immediately embraced the giant sword on his body. At the same time, he opened his mouth wide and let out a roar that was as loud as a dragon's cry.
At the very moment that shout rang out, Xiao Yan's Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline was finally activated.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Within Xiao Yan's body, the purple-gold Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline surged rapidly throughout his body. When the Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline touched the sword blade that was inserted into Xiao Yan's Xiao Yan, it actually produced a crisp sound like metal clashing.
"Click!"
Suddenly, as the Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline condensed into several blood dragons that collided repeatedly around the giant sword, one corner of the sword's blade was actually shattered by the purple-gold Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline.
Not content with shattering the sword's edge, the little blood dragon arrogantly raised its head and silently let out a series of dragon roars.
It must be said that the power of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan is truly terrifying. Not only is their physical body incredibly strong, but even their bloodline power surpasses that of the human bloodline.
As this small opening appeared, Xiao Yan's hands, transformed into dragon claws, clenched tightly. The terrifying aura and pressure of his Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline condensed in his palms, coupled with the Heavenly Flames. When Xiao Yan roared and slammed his fist heavily onto the giant sword in front of his chest, tiny cracks quickly spread out. When Xiao Yan's second punch landed, the tip of the giant sword was actually forcibly shattered!
Having done all this, the heavily injured Xiao Yan slammed his dragon claw against the ground beside him, using the force to stand up. He raised his left arm and pulled the remaining part of the sword that was still falling closer.
The crimson eyes swirled with the purple-gold Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline. However, Xiao Yan's power was rapidly dwindling. With a sword piercing his chest, he was already severely injured. To be able to unleash such a powerful attack under these circumstances was his absolute limit. Such continuous bursts of power were unparalleled on the entire continent.
However, even with the blood constantly draining from his body and the risk of death, Xiao Yan still forced himself to stand up. With the crazy will in his heart, he grabbed the dragon claw that was slowly shedding its Long Lin and punched the broken sword in front of him hard.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With each heavy blow, the giant sword would shatter, and at the same time, a burst of fierce energy would erupt, striking Xiao Yan's already severely injured body and exacerbating his injuries.
And so, Xiao Yan relentlessly bombarded his opponent, inch by inch. The power unleashed by his Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline had long been exhausted, his dragon claws had receded, and even his Xiao Yan Vajra Glazed Body was growing dimmer. Only the eerie white Heavenly Flames clinging to Xiao Yan's body continued to radiate terrifying heat, protecting Xiao Yan within.
This is precisely because the one controlling the Bone Spirit Cold Flame at this moment is no longer Xiao Yan, but the Gu You within his body.