But in the very next moment, the dim sword light erupted with an even more terrifying aura. It went from weak to strong, not only tearing apart the snow-white raging lion's body but also piercing straight through its head.
"How can this be?" Luoo Ying stumbled back, his eyes filled with disbelief as his face began to twist. "I don't believe it! Wen Qingye, face another one of my attacks!"
Luoo Ying's feet moved in a blur, and the saber in his hand struck with formidable power, aiming straight for Wen Qingye's face.
As Luoo Ying's saber cleaved down, the surrounding air seemed to freeze in an instant. The aftershock from the Sword Qi radiated outward like a ripple.
Wen Qingye felt the might of the saber rush toward him. He tightened his grip on his sword, raised it with both hands, and met the attack head-on.
"Four Symbols Sword Technique, Second Form! Heaven Burning Fire!"
