However, the Witch God was not ready to let him go. He grasped the Xuanyang Sword tightly with one hand and pulled it back suddenly. Under that strong force, Leng Xuan had to let go of the Xuanyang Sword in his hand.
Otherwise, he would be pulled over by the Xuanyang Sword. Gritting his teeth, Leng Xuan tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, holding a steel fist in his other hand, and took advantage of the situation to hit the opponent's head, hoping to use this to force him
The other person lets go.
However, although his idea was good, the Witch God refused to give in. Instead of retreating, he faced Leng Xuan's steel fist. The steel fist penetrated his flesh, and Leng Xuan felt as if his fist had hit a ball of cotton.
On the top, there was nowhere to receive the force. And the Witch God's face was even weirder. Under his powerful attack, the skin actually sunk in like a ball, completely dissolving his strength. Without time to think about it, Leng Xuan secretly said
With a bad sound, he quickly flew back. At this time, he had no choice but to abandon the Xuanyang Sword. Sure enough, as soon as he retreated, the Witch God's offensive had already begun. If he still refused to give up the Xuanyang Sword, he would definitely
He was caught in the opponent's offensive. At that time, it would be difficult to escape. However, just when he was thinking about how to take back the Xuanyang Sword, the Witch God made an unexpected move. The opponent held the Xuanyang Sword with both hands.
, actually wanted to break it. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but want to laugh.
The Xuanyang Sword is called a magic weapon, how can it be broken so easily? Seeing that the Xuanyang Sword in his hand was motionless, the Witch God did not know that this sword was not a special weapon. However, when he saw Leng Xuan's sneer in his eyes
Finally, anger surged into his heart again. Immediately, he saw flames surging in his hand, flowing into the Xuanyang Sword continuously. Looking at him like that, he seemed to be trying to refine the Xuanyang Sword through the flames. Leng Xuan
He suppressed the laughter in his heart and said secretly: "Burn it, burn it, it's rare to have a free meal for Senior Chiwu to enjoy." If the Witch God knew that there was a flaming beast living in the Xuanyang Sword, he would probably cry to death. He would probably die from tears.
Not only were those flames unable to cause damage to the Xuanyang Sword, but they provided sufficient energy to Chiwu. After a while, the Xuanyang Sword still did not change under the burning of the flames. Seeing this, the Witch God frowned.
, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he was ready to give up the idea of breaking the Xuanyang Sword. However, at this moment, the Xuanyang Sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light. Immediately afterwards, he saw
The flame summoned by the Witch God was devoured crazily by the red light.
Originally, the Witch God had always been in a dominant position, but at this moment, the Xuanyang Sword turned its back and took the initiative to absorb the power of fire in his body. This sudden change shocked the Witch God. In shock, he threw his hands and thought
He wanted to throw the Xuanyang Sword in his hand. However, the Xuanyang Sword was like a tarsal maggot, firmly stuck to his hand. No matter what he did, he could never get rid of the Xuanyang Sword. As time went by,
In the past, every time the Xuanyang Sword absorbed the power of flames, the light on the Witch God's body dimmed. If this rate continues, it won't be long before Leng Xuan takes action, and the Witch God's body will be hollowed out by the Xuanyang Sword. By then,
At that time, Leng Xuan could easily defeat the opponent with just a move of his fingers. However, the Witch God did not have Leng Xuan's intention. Seeing that he could not stop the Xuanyang Sword, the Witch God's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly.