407 Capricorn Subordinate 407 Capricorn Subordinate Miao Ping wiped the fresh blood off her face, her pupils trembling incessantly. Such an eerie and exaggerated manner of death left one momentarily distracted.
“Damn it!”
Wei Zong immediately snapped back to reality. He looked at the short-haired youth not far away and drew the Divine Eagle Saber from his waist.
“Wildfire!”
With a powerful slash, surging fiery flames shot out and rushed towards the two people in the distance.
“Fire, huh?”
The curly-haired young man spread his five fingers. As the air in front of him flowed, it seemed that the surging flames collided with an invisible barrier and could not advance any further.
“Vacuum?” Wei Zong raised an eyebrow and understood instantly.
Although the flames transformed by Star Power were not real flames, a vacuum environment would still greatly limit the power of Mars Power.
“Hmph!” Wei Zong stepped forward, the flames exploded, and he instantly shot out, slashing with his saber!
As soon as Wei Zong made a move, Miao Ping and the others also snapped out of it.
“Follow Wei Dawei!”
Miao Ping and the others drew their weapons and leaped forward, following him with a killing intent.
“Break!”
With a powerful momentum, Wei Zong’s saber broke through the vacuum barrier in front of him with one slash and then slashed towards the curly-haired youth.
“Fiery Fire Slash!”
“Dang!”
However, at that moment, a Cross Sword slashed from the side, firmly blocking the mighty and domineering fiery slash.
Standing before him was another golden-haired man.
“Heh, you are indeed quite impatient…” The golden-haired man holding the sword with one hand laughed lightly.
“Since I’ve already told you what you wanted to know, why did you still attack my people?”
The golden-haired man smiled faintly, “Eliminating some vital forces from countries like Great Flame and Yanluo is also within the duties of our Twelve Palaces…”
“Twelve Palaces?…” Wei Zong realized, “Damn, you’re subordinates of the Twelve Palaces!”
“Correct~”
Wei Zong’s heart tightened. Recalling previous intelligence, he no longer dared to hold back.
“Flame Ghost!”
With a loud shout, Wei Zong was instantly engulfed in fiery flames. Simultaneously, his muscles knotted, veins bulging, and within moments, he transformed into a demonic figure amidst the flames, his aura skyrocketing!
“Get lost!”
Wei Zong exerted his strength again, the long saber directly sending the golden-haired man flying. Flames gathered rapidly on the saber. With a slight build-up, he unleashed another slash.
“Divine Luo Fire Hawk!”
The blade radiance shot out, transforming into a fierce Fire Hawk with a wingspan of twenty meters, crying loudly as it rushed towards the golden-haired man!
“Boom!”
The fiery flames roared, rising a hundred meters high!
In the distance, on the Star Vein.
“Hmm?” Tian Bulue seemed to sense something, raising an eyebrow and looking towards the sky in the distance, “There seems to be a significant disturbance… isn’t that the direction in which the Firehawk Guards departed?”
Baili Ge squinted his eyes, “It seems the Firehawk Guards might have encountered something…”
Hearing this, Tian Bulue looked down at the Pulse Drawing Bead in front of him, “It’s almost done. Once the pulse extraction is complete, we’ll leave immediately.”
Baili Ge pondered for a moment and nodded, “Alright.”
Baili Ge wasn’t a battle-hungry fanatic. He was decisive when necessary, but now the Wolf Vein took precedence.
…
“Quite a powerful strike indeed…”
Amidst the flames, blue light emerged, several sharp blue sword lights tearing it apart, revealing the figure of the golden-haired man.
The white uniform of Blue Star was slightly charred, with some burns on his exposed skin.
“But that’s it.” The golden-haired man smirked.
Wei Zong frowned, the flames on his body intensified, and he charged forward again, slashing at the golden-haired man.
The golden-haired man smirked, facing the Flame Ghost state of Wei Zong, surprisingly sheathed his Cross Sword, and reached to grab the incoming long saber!
“Green Steel…”
“Clang!”
With a metallic clash, the golden-haired man firmly grasped Wei Zong’s long saber!
The long saber, surrounded by surging flames, could not tear through the golden-haired man’s palm. Upon closer look, his palm was covered by a layer of blue light with an extraordinary texture!