THE HEAVENLY SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE

THE TRAGIC FATE OF THIAN YI

Thian Yi darted forward and shouted,

"Life debt pays with life..!"

Nan Thian also darted forward welcoming Thian Yi's arrival as he said,

"Dare to fight, dare to accept the consequences..!"

"Singgg...!"

"Singgg..!"

"Pilgrip...!"

Each of them released a fierce slash forward.

The bright yellow light from Thian Yi again clashed with the light of the five colors released by Nan Thian .

"Blaayarrrr..! Blaaarrr..! Blaaarrr..!"

"Blaayarrrr..! Blaaarrr..! Blaaarrr..!"

"Blaayarrrr..! Blaaarrr..! Blaaarrr..!"

There was a violent explosion in the surroundings, as the two energies met, followed by a violent clash of the two swords meeting in the air.

Each one pushed and held on, until their faces approached each other.

"Cringgg...!"

There was a resounding sound, as Ming Yue Cien's sword and Panca Colour Sword rubbed against each other.

Fireflowers glowed, as the two heirloom weapons rubbed against each other.

As soon as the two of them were at odds on the path, each of them had quickly already flipped past each other releasing sword slashes that reached dozens of times.

"Boooom..,!"

"Boooom..,!"

"Boooom..,!"

There were again explosions around the battle arena when their respective attacks did not meet the target.

The movement of the two of them is just as fast as strong, in a short time it is difficult to distinguish who wins who loses.

After dozens of collisions, on one occasion, Thian Yi came with his sword which let out a buzzing sound.

Stabbing towards Nan Thian's forehead, in a leap floating beautifully in the air, like a ballet dancer.

Nan Thian who was in a half-sitting position, immediately set his foot, onto the ground.

So that his body shifted back and forth, with the position of the body still remains in the position of the horse standby, facing towards Thian Yi.

Thian Yi who was unwilling to let go of his target, his left hand made a light spinning motion, then struck back with Ming Yue Sen Kung.

So that his body continues to slide forward chasing towards his retreat Nan Thian l.

Nan Thian while moving backwards, he twisted the color panca sword wrapped around the Ming Yue Cien sword.

Then he pulled it forward, so that Thian Yi's body was jerked forward.

Nan Thian immediately thrust his air-laden left hand against the heavenly ice flames, towards Thian Yi's chest.

Thian Yi certainly did not want to bathe let his chest hit by Nan Thian .

He also pushed his energy-laden left arm Ming Yue Sen Kung, welcoming Nan Thian's attack.

"Plakkk..!"

"Blaaarrr...!!!" "Blaaarrr...!!!"

Blaaarrr...!!!" "Blaaarrr...!!!"

Blaaarrr...!!!" "Blaaarrr...!!!"

Blaaarrr...!!!" "Blaaarrr...!!!"

There was a fierce explosion surrounding Nan Thian and Thian Yi, as their pair of powerful palm-laden hands met.

But the two of them did not budge still on their positions.

Thian Yi hung in the air, trying to press down, while Nan Thian held on below, trying to push up.

As they each entered the peak level of strength fighting.

It was seen that the universe was moving in circles continuously entering the body of Nan Thian .

While Thian Yi, the moon above, looked like he was constantly interested in approaching her.

The longer the moon, the bigger it looks, the longer the light gets brighter, helping to illuminate it, while providing a source of support to the power filling Thian Yi's body.

Each of them continued to exert their peak strength trying to overlap each other's strength.

Slowly but surely Thian Yi began to be pushed back, his pair of delicate eyebrows began to wrinkle.

Slowly something began to flow down towards the end of his pointed nose.

Hanging gathered for a moment there, before then dripping down.

Those sweaty details were dripping towards Nan Thian's face down there.

But before hitting Nan Thian's face the sweat was immediately made to evaporate by the air that emanated from the entire body of Nan Thian .

Next the sweat on Thian Yi's forehead began to drip down gathered on his smooth brows, then flowed down towards the eyes.

This incident was very disturbing, so that Thian Yi had to repeatedly blink his eyes that hurt the inclusion of his own salty sweat liquid.

This opportunity was not Nan Thian in vain right, as Thian Yi blinked his eyes.

The colorless sword in Nan Thian's hand moved swiftly slashing towards Thian Yi.

The light of the sword's sheen, which was struck by the moonlight, entered Thian Yi's eyes that were being closed for a moment.

So that Thian Yi knew Nan Thian was attacking him with a sword.

"Yeahhhh...!"

Thian Yi shouted loudly, making a strong push, as Nan Thian was attacking him with a sword.

At the same time he blindly, following his instincts to also clash his sword, to welcome the arrival of Nan Thian's attack .

"Catlaus..!"

A violent clash occurred, Nan Thian was pushed into the ground, to the knee.

While Thian Yi bounced up, salted several times in the air.

Then he did some movements in the air, before then one by one fused into his self.

Then it slid down fused with the coercion of the moonlight sword fiercely charging towards Nan Thian below.

Welcoming the attack, Nan Thian formed the shield of the universe's natural forces, protecting himself.

At the same time release the sword slash without form, without feeling and without desire.

In three consecutive slashes Nan Thian unleashed 3 Nameless Sword Slashes towards Thian Yi.

One style was already so terrible and rarely anyone can survive.

Now at once he released 3 moves, his strength is terrible.

Not the capacity of a human being to accept her, including Thian Yi, she was no exception either.

The force of the moonlight sword, broken by Nan Thian's attack.

Crushed broken to pieces missing unfiltered.

Similarly, experienced by the shadow of the giant moon that became the source of Thian Yi's power.

The shadow was like a giant mirror that cracked, then it also broke into pieces.

As soon as the sky and atmosphere became pitch black, there was only the light of the five colors moving to and fro.

"Singgg..! Singgg..! Qinhgg..!"

"Singgg..! Singgg..! Qinhgg..!"

"Singgg..! Singgg..! Qinhgg..!"

Accompanied by the sound of a torn cloth up there.

"Brett..! Brett..! Brett..! "

"Brett..! Brett..! Brett..! "

"Brett..! Brett..! Brett..! "

"Brett..! Brett..! Brett..! "

Drops of blood poured down on the earth, like a rain of blood falling from the sky.

But the Nan Thian down there was not affected at all, not a single drop had managed to touch him.

Because there was a subtle air emanating from his body, making the droplets of blood instantly evaporate, once it came into contact with the layer that protected his body.

A moment later as the moon reappeared with its rays, a look of Thian Yi's miserable body, with ragged camping clothes drenched in blood, floated down from the air downwards.

"Brukkk..!"

Thian Yi's body violently hit the ground.

From his mouth was seen spurting blood upwards, as his body slammed violently.

The Ming Yue Cien sword within his hand grasp slipped apart, lying beside him.

Thian Yi repeatedly tried to get back up, what willpower and strength did not match.

He always slammed back into his original position.