In the blink of an eye, the sharp sword in Li Jingwen's hand stabbed directly at Ye Qingtang's chest. Almost at this moment, everyone felt that Ye Qingtang was bound to lose.
Of course!
Just when the tip of Li Jingwen's sword was half a finger away from Ye Qingtang's chest, it stopped suddenly.
Li Jingwen, who was holding the hilt of his sword, suddenly looked at Ye Qingtang who raised his hand at some point.
At this moment, that white palm was firmly holding the sharp edge of the sword, and immediately stopped the tiger's charge.
A look of surprise flashed in Li Jingwen's eyes, he couldn't see clearly when Ye Qingtang raised his hand just now.
"Winter Sword Qi?" Ye Qingtang looked at the sharp sword she was holding in her hand, and watched the blue sword Qi shrouded in the cold air gradually overflowing her hand holding the sword.
The second after Ye Qingtang's words fell to the ground, a golden flame suddenly ignited from her hand!
In an instant, the dazzling golden flame directly charged towards the sharp sword in Li Jingwen's hand, and the faint blue sword energy was swallowed by the flame almost instantly.
The sword's edge, which was originally tinged with chill, was now scalding hot by the golden flame!
The high temperature directly spread to Li Jingwen's hand holding the sword. It was as hot as a soldering iron, and Li Jingwen's face changed slightly in an instant.
Ye Qingtang slowly raised her eyes and looked at Li Jingwen, with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Winter is approaching, but it cannot withstand the heat of burning flames."
"What..." Li Jingwen was stunned.
The smile on the corner of Ye Qingtang's mouth deepened at this moment. She suddenly enlarged the golden flame several times. In just a moment, the golden flame soaring into the sky seemed to swallow everything around her!
The blade of the sword she held in her hand was instantly burnt red by the golden flame.
Under the high temperature, Li Jingwen's right hand was directly burned, and he let go of the hilt suddenly.
In the next second, the sharp sword that Li Jingwen put down was burned to melt in Ye Qingtang's hands.
Drops of bright red molten iron dripped at Ye Qingtang's feet, and the moment it hit the ground, smoke burst out.
"How could this be..." The disciples of Qingyun Peak who were full of interest looked at the burnt sword with dull expressions at the moment.
You must know that the sword in Li Jingwen's hand was gifted by Qing Yunfeng Peak Master himself, and it is made of extremely high-quality black iron, which can be said to be indestructible and extremely tough.
But now...
That sword has already been burned into a puddle of molten iron...
Li Jingwen's eyes were filled with shock. He looked down at his right hand that was holding the sword just now. Although he let go of his hand in time, at this moment, his palm was still injured by the golden flame. Severe pain after burning.
"Qingyun Peak's chief disciple, that's all. Now... it's my turn to make a move." Ye Qingtang raised her eyes slightly, and the smile on her mouth became more and more arrogant.
Li Jingwen was slightly startled, for some reason, a strong uneasiness was spreading crazily in his heart at this moment.
But before Li Jingwen came back to his senses, Ye Qingtang's figure had disappeared without a trace before everyone's eyes.
Li Jingwen was startled, and subconsciously stirred up all the qi in his body.
However…
All this is futile resistance.
Ye Qingtang's figure, like a ghost, suddenly appeared from behind Li Jingwen.