Spiritual energy condensed and took the form of a phoenix.
The phoenix, ablaze in dark red fire, soared through the sky as it zoomed toward the male cultivator.
The phoenix was twice the size of a human. It struck with its feet.
Clang!
The sword collided with the phoenix. The sword turned red, but it didn't melt even under the high temperature emitted by the phoenix.
With his body twisting smoothly, Liu Xin executed a series of swordsmanship techniques, jumping at the cultivator.
Qi coated the sword as it moved swiftly. As the sword collided with the cultivator's sword, he withdrew the sword and swiped it with incredible speed.
The cultivator noticed and reacted quickly, jumping backward. But it seemed calculated as Liu Xin stabbed his sword.
The sword touched the cultivator's stomach, leaving a small wound as it swept across.
