The flames raged, lighting up half of the forest red. Shen Xihe looked up and saw Xiao Huayong's deep eyes that did not allow for rejection. She pursed her lips and finally chose to believe him. She whipped her horse and led the group forward.
He was in front of her, cutting down the burning tree, and she was walking forward behind him. She watched the hem of his clothes being lifted up by the flames, and he swung his knife to cut it off. She watched his shoes gradually curl up as they stepped on the flames, and her eyes became slightly sore.
Xiao Huayong's soles were burning, and the burning temperature turned into sharp needles that pierced his feet, causing him pain. The fire was poisonous, and he couldn't let it burn through the soles of his shoes. Shen Xihe threw two leather sleeves to him: "Wrap them first."
Although the leather cover is not easy to burn, it is easy to get hot. Wrapping it like this will definitely burn the soles of his feet.
After Xiao Huayong caught it, he smiled at Shen Xihe and moved quickly, and then continued to clear the way for Shen Xihe and the others. They could not get close to the trees that had not fallen, because the fire dripping from the trees was too dense. As the trees fell, the fire became more and more intense. Shen Xihe and the others who were wrapped in flames felt like they were in a furnace. Shen Xihe, who had delicate skin, even felt a faint pain in his arms.
The choking smoke filled Xiao Huayong's nostrils and contaminated his eyes that had just recovered, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He knew that he had to fight quickly and endure the discomfort in his chest. Xiao Huayong jumped up, his clothes fluttering as he spun around. The ordinary steel knife in his hand seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light, and its sharpness made people dare not look at it directly. As he stretched out his arm and swung the knife, there seemed to be a strong wind blowing suddenly, and an even stronger force swept out from him, like an invisible sword blowing off hair, cutting off a row of giant trees in one swoop.
Bang bang bang, the falling of these trees actually reduced the fire in an instant. Xiao Huayong continued to do his best. After several ups and downs, both rows of trees fell down ten steps away from him. He was the last to fall, and his lower body was obviously unstable. He almost couldn't stand. In order not to worry Shen Xihe, he took a deep breath and held the hilt of the knife with both hands. As his knees hit the ground where the flames were extinguished by his strength, a force rushed out from the blade that was inserted into the ground, forcefully brushing away the burning branches and leaves on both sides. He felt the sharp pain from his meridians, and he had begun to be exhausted.
With a light shout, Xiao Huayong leaped up again, holding the shining white knife in his long arms. He poured all his strength into it and swept the knife out. Shen Xihe even had an illusion. She seemed to be able to see the blade surging with power like waves, rushing towards the burning trees, and the trees fell down one by one.
The force of the flapping was so great that it instantly put out the fire on the trees that had not yet fallen. There were not many trees left. Seeing this, Shen Xihe shouted loudly: "Charge!"
Xiao Huayong spun around and fell down, once again tightly gripping the sword and thrusting it hard into the ground. Using the remaining strength from before, he quickly put out the last few trees.
They rushed out quickly. Watching them jump out of the forest, Xiao Huayong rushed over quickly. As soon as he let go, his strength dissipated, and the burning leaves were like candle flames bent by the wind, and they quickly reignited as soon as the wind passed.
Before he could rush out, drops of fire fell again, forcing him to stop hastily and retreat quickly while the fire drops were not too dense, retreating to the place where the tree fell, to a place where no flames fell.