Chapter Eight Hundred and Three – Solitary Dance of the Great Dark Wheel Phoenix (1/2)
Chapter Eight Hundred and Three – Solitary Dance of the Great Dark Wheel Phoenix
Silly Bird’s wings spread wide, her figure disappearing. In the next moment, she appeared in front of Tan Xu.
So fast!
Tan Xu’s pupils contracted, the air in front of him twisting as a red shadow charged towards him with a thunderous presence.
The bird beak suddenly released a dot of fire.
A strong feeling of danger suddenly rose.
Tan Xu’s expression changed slightly. Without any hesitation, the flying sword in his hand shot out a ball of fire. Like lightning, it headed towards that incomingforeboding flame.
Unlike before, the sword flame right now was dark red.
[Sword Flame Death]!
The tip of the flying sword seemed to be ignited. A streak of flame headed for Silly Bird’s beak.
The two dots of fire collided in the air.
The dark red flame suddenly exploded. One hundred and twenty sword energies instantly exploded.
The [Sword Flame Death] was the upgraded version of the [Sword Flame]. It compressed three thousand and six hundred sword energies into one hundred and twenty. Each Sword Flame Death energy was made from thirty sword energies!
Every sword energy of the Sword Flame Death was deadly!
After being compressed, the sword energies of the Sword Flame Death were a dark red and rippled with sword essence.
“Die! Feathered bastard!” Tan Xu roared with laugher.
This killing move was astounding in power, and also astoundingly difficult. With his present strength, he was not able to successfully complete [Sword Flame Death] every time. The joy in his heart at being able to successfully execute it at such a critical moment could be imagined.
Die!
Looking at the dark red sword essences exploding on Silly Bird’s beak, he knew he won!
No one was able to stop this move!
Feeling reassured, Tan Xu looked on with anticipation. One hundred and twenty sword energies of the Sword Death Flame would tear apart this horrid feathered bastard.
Everything was finished!
Suddenly, he saw a swirling pattern suddenly light up on Silly Bird’s beak. His heart couldn’t help but jump. Wait … …
Boom!
The flame mark exploded and turned into a pillar of fire that headed straight towards him.
The blinding fire shot into the air. All of the dark red sword essences were immediately swallowed by the erupting flame.
Tan Xu’s mind was blank. All he could see were red flames that were twisting and turning.
Before he could react, he was swallowed by the spiralling tower of flame.
Damn it!
Tan Xu shook. He was trapped in a world of fire. If he didn’t have shen power protecting him, he would have been burnt to ash long ago. However, even with the support of shen power, he was not safe. His shen power was being expended at an astounding rate. This kind of red flame was unusually hot. Even through the barrier of shen power, he could feel the astounding heat.
A thread of fire rose.
What kind of flame was this?
How could it consume his Sword Flame Death’s sword energies?
That was impossible!
His mind was a complete mess but he knew that this was not the time to consider this. He had to first flee for his life. Tan Xu’s urge to fight disappeared. There was only one thought in his mind. Flee, flee as fast as possible!
Was this feathered bastard an ancient beast?
The flame that had erupted without warning was something that even the sword energies of the Sword Flame Death could not avoid. What was this bird?
The Ghost Mist Child’s originally snowy-white face paled even more as his little heart shook.
Lucky … … lucky … …
He had seen how Silly Bird had spat out a wave of angry red flames that had consumed the other’s sword essence and body. As an ancient warrior, the Ghost Mist Child had seen people spit out flames countless times before. So why was he so shocked?
The Ghost Mist Child was knowledgeable. This completely red flame looked ordinary but it had great origins!
Phoenix Flame!
He had guess before that Silly Bird was a phoenix and now he was even more sure. The Phoenix Flame was unlike any other flame. Its attributes were unique. Even in the ancient era, the Phoenix Flame was something that would cause people to pale upon hearing the name.
More importantly, this was his natural enemy!
So scary!
He was actually on the same side as his bane. Thinking about his future days, the Ghost Mist Child suddenly felt that life was not as good as he imagined.
Silly Bird detected that Tan Xu, trapped in the flame, wanted to escape. Her magnificent eyes became half-lidded as her spread wings lightly flapped.
If other people were watching as bystanders, they would feel that the flapping of the wings was nonchalant and careless. Yet the Ghost Mist Child who had been paying attention all this time watched closely.
Rhythm!
Silly Bird’s wings were flapping at an indescribably unique rhythm.
This was definitely some powerful shen methodology!
When it affected his own situation, the Ghost Mist child watched closely. Silly Bird seemed to just have flapped her wings a few times but in reality, her feet had imperceptibly moved position a few times.
When people reached this level, any seemingly normal movement would contain mysteries.
The Ghost Mist Child thought hard to search his distant memories. He seemed to think of something.
The flames were like a cage. No matter how Tan Xu charged and fought, he could not break out of the flames. An invisible field of force spread as Silly Bird flapped her wings and moved her feet.
Tan Xu’s sweat dripped from his head as he panicked.
Red flames were all around him. He seemed to be situated in an endless sea of fire. No matter which direction he charged in, the flames seemed to be extend without end.
This was strange!
There was something going on!
He knew that he was definitely in the enemy’s trap. That ball of flame had definitely been a trap!
No matter how he channeled shen power, his sword scriptures would enter into the flames and disappear.