Seeing the strange events of ice in fire and knife in ice, the three people fell into silence.
Yan Ting looked depressed. He didn't dare to go up and get Duan Ya until the flames dissipated. The strangest thing was that the ice in the center of the flames had been burned for dozens of breaths and had not yet melted. Instead, it turned red.
The flame began to gradually turn blue.
The blue flame was burning brightly on Duan Ya, with no tendency to extinguish or weaken at all. Yan Ting sucked up a ball of water and poured it on Duan Ya. As a result, the water flow was instantly burned dry and turned into white when it got close to Duan Ya.
Gas rises.
"What kind of flame is this, so powerful?" Mo Xuanzang asked in surprise.
"I don't know." Yan Ting muttered softly. He swallowed, and as if mustering up the courage, he reached out to touch Duan Ya.
"Don't move!" Qin Feiling exclaimed and grabbed Yan Ting's wrist. She looked at Yan Ting and said slightly reproachfully: "You don't even know what it is, yet you dare to touch it. What if something happens?
Woolen cloth?"
Yan Ting smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't touch it directly. I just want to get closer and see how hot the flame is."
When Qin Feiling heard this, her little hand that held Yan Ting's wrist loosened a little. She thought for a while and decided to let go of Yan Ting.
Yan Ting gave her a reassuring look, then slowly approached Duan Ya, and slowly stretched out his palm.
One foot...five feet...three feet...
Yan Ting's palm was only three feet away from the blue flame. Deep surprise appeared on his face, and his brows were furrowed, not because of how high the temperature of the flame was, but because of the temperature of the flame...
Extremely low…
The same temperature as ice...
The closer my hand got, the more I felt the heat of the flames instead of the coolness of the ice. How could something like this directly burn the water that was close to it?
Seeing the shocked expression on Yan Ting's face, Qin Feiling and Mo Xuanzhang slowly approached Duan Ya and placed their hands three feet away from Duan Ya, feeling the temperature of the flames.
A look of intense horror appeared on Mo Xuanzhang's face. His eyes were blank and he murmured to himself: "There is such a ridiculous scene in this world. Ice and fire can actually be combined."
"It's not ridiculous." Yan Ting said: "Among the ten ancient divine fires, there is a kind of divine fire called Han Yan. Like this fire, it has ice inside and flame outside. The temperature is extremely low, but it can burn the sky. This flame is also two types of ice and fire.
It was formed by the fusion of elements due to a combination of circumstances. Although its power is far less than that of the cold flames, it will never be lower. Don't touch it. I'll try to see if I can extinguish it."
Qin Feiling grabbed him suddenly and said anxiously: "What are you going to do?"
Yan Ting patted Qin Feiling's little hand and said with a chuckle: "Duanya is my weapon, its power will never hurt me, don't worry."
How could Qin Feiling be so confident? She knew about the ancient divine fire, but where could people like them come into contact with it? Besides, who knows if this flame would be okay. The water flow could burn it dry in an instant, and it could also burn Yan Ting to death.
There's not even a scrap left.
Yan Ting looked at her anxious look and comforted her: "I will stop immediately if something happens. The fact that this flame can adhere to Duan Ya means that Duan Ya can definitely absorb it, and... it may become my
The trump card to defeat Gu Feichun."
Yan Ting gently pulled away Qin Feiling's little hand that was holding him, then took a deep breath and reached out to hold the only handle of the knife that was not stained by the flames.
Yan Ting felt no discomfort when he touched the handle of the knife. He held it with both hands and then swung it violently. Duan Ya swung through the air with blue flames, leaving behind a blue afterimage, accompanied by Duan Ya.
Ya landed heavily, and the blue flames dissipated quickly like an ebbing tide, and all entered the first soul stone that glowed with a reddish light.
"No
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I wonder." Mo Xuanzhang sighed softly.
The stone hanging in Qin Feiling's heart finally fell to the ground, and she asked carefully: "Do you know how to use this flame?"
Yan Ting shook his head: "This flame came out automatically after Duan Ya's fierce collision. When Duan Ya swallowed the weapon spirit, I couldn't figure out how he could use this kind of flame..."
The words stopped suddenly, and Yan Ting's pupils trembled. Just after he injected a trace of vitality into Duan Ya, he suddenly found that he could feel Duan Ya's power. Now Duan Ya seemed to be connected with his own mind, and in Duan Ya
, Yan Ting felt that in addition to the ultimate demonic energy contained in Duanya itself, there were also two sources of energy, one red and one blue.
Those two sources of energy were like invisible existences. He clearly felt them when he was connected with Duan Ya's mind, but there was no clue at all from the outside.
The red energy source emits flame, while the blue energy source emits chill. The two energies are very close to each other, but they do not merge.
"This is..." Yan Ting closed his eyes and felt the energy with all his heart.
After a few breaths, the Duanya Blade rekindled the crimson flame, burning brightly, causing the two people around to feel the blazing temperature.
"It's lit up again, it's red fire." Mo Xuanzhang frowned and said.
After a few more breaths, the red fire penetrated into the first Soul Stone as if it was trapped in a whirlpool. As the flames receded, the blade quickly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, in just two breaths, the seven-foot-long
The blade of the blade had turned into a piece of ice, and the chill was biting to the bone.
"It turned into ice...this..." The two looked at Yan Ting, but saw that Yan Ting had his eyes closed, as if he was deep in thought.
At this moment, Duan Ya, who had turned into ice, rekindled a flame. The flame spread onto the ice and turned into the icy blue flame that he saw at the beginning.
Yan Ting suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the icy blue flames on Duanya, and suddenly laughed.
"I know, I know how to control this flame." Yan Ting said loudly.
Qin Feiling and Mo Xuanzhang straightened their bodies at the same time, and Yan Ting continued: "The weapon spirit that Duan Ya swallowed has turned into two energy sources, ice and fire, and now exists inside Duan Ya, and I can use my mind to communicate with them.
I happened to see them when I was communicating with Duanya, so I tried it, and I can indeed use their power, and I can also briefly fuse them together to form the so-called Ice Flame."
"Ice flame?" Mo Xuanzhang asked, "Then is it ice or fire?"
Yan Ting smiled and said: "It can be fire, it can be ice, or it can be both, but neither. In fact, they should belong to the same kind of energy. Ice and fire are completely mutually exclusive and cannot be fused. To force them to fuse
It's something that goes against the rules, and it's logically impossible to succeed."
"But the owner of Tianmu Villa did not directly fuse ice and fire, but smelted the two metals of meteorite iron and cold iron into a magic weapon. After being calcined by the purple spirit black flame and bombarded by the heavenly tribulation, under a strange combination of circumstances,
The weapon spirit was born. After this divine weapon collapsed, I blasted it with Duan Ya. Its weapon spirit merged with Duan Ya, but the weapon spirit was unstable. It was bombarded again by Mo Xuanzhang's Xuanji Sword and the power of thunder.
It cracked and turned into two energy sources, ice and fire. Therefore, these two energy sources are actually all the energy sources of the divine sword. They are its weapon spirit and also... the ice and fire elements of the two metals, meteorite iron and cold iron.
.”
"My Duan Ya can hold the two elements of ice and fire in my body at the same time. In other words, I can also use these two elements as my means at will, and even briefly fuse them into the blue flame you see.
I’ll call it Bing Yan.”
"As for the water flowing close to it and being burned to dryness, it should not be burned to dryness, but it could not withstand the energy of the ice and fire elements and was evaporated to dryness."
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The two of them were confused by Yan Ting's explanation, but they grasped one important point, that is, Yan Ting can freely control this energy and release it freely.
"Try it now and see how powerful this energy is!" Mo Xuanzhang said excitedly.
If this ice flame has the power of a spiritual fire, then even if Yan Ting faces Gu Feichun, the probability of winning will not be less than 50%, or even higher. A spiritual fire is enough to offset the power of the soul.
Yan Ting nodded and activated the power of ice and fire again. Immediately, the Duan Ya blade ignited with ice blue flames.
"Fei Ling retreats, Mo Xuanzhang takes the attack!"
"Ah?" Mo Xuanzhang's face twitched, wondering if he had misunderstood what he meant by testing his power.
Qin Feiling covered her mouth and chuckled, then retreated ten feet away.
Mo Xuanzhang stood ready, with the Xuanji Sword lying in front of him, and the endless power of thunder raged through the void, forming an indestructible thunder defense in front of Mo Xuanzhang.
At the same time, Duan Ya swept over with ice blue flames and blasted the Thunder defense line mercilessly. The moment the two collided, Duan Ya with the ice blue flames cut through the ice like a flame knife.
The above one sank into the Thunder defense line several feet deep without any resistance, and was only half a foot away from being able to hit Mo Xuanzhang's body.
Mo Xuanzhang was extremely horrified. With his cultivation and strength, even if Yan Ting had Duan Ya in hand, it would be almost impossible for him to break through his defense. After all, he was not building a thunderous defense line in a hurry.
After condensing several breaths of time, a thunderous defense line was constructed using the Xuanji Sword as a guide.
At this moment, although Yan Ting did not completely break through his defense, he fell into his defense and was only half a foot away from hitting his body.
"Not bad." Mo Xuanzhang praised in a low voice. He grabbed Xuanji with his right hand and swept it out, hitting Duan Ya. Yan Ting's arms trembled and he suddenly swung his body back a few steps.
"Hiss—" Yan Ting put down Duan Ya and swung his arms. The powerful force almost numbed his meridians.
Mo Xuanzhang also took a step back. He looked at his right hand and felt a numb feeling. This ice flame attached to it had such a powerful force.
"Can your ice flame be separated from your sword and turned into a sword light?" Mo Xuanzhang asked.
Yan Ting shook his head, but the excited expression on his face already showed his eagerness to try. He held Duan Ya and swung the knife towards the sky with all his strength. The ice blue flame suddenly broke out of his body and rushed out, turning into an ice blue arc.
Shoot to the sky.
"Okay." Yan Ting smiled.
Yan Ting swung his sword again and blasted it into the forest. Wherever the sword flew, the trees were broken and destroyed. They were destroyed in the middle and stretched for hundreds of feet. All of them collapsed.
Seeing the destructive power caused by the sword light, Yan Ting couldn't believe it and said: "This is more powerful than my killing curse."
Looking at the hundreds of feet of destroyed trees, Qin Feiling smiled faintly. With this ice flame in hand, Yan Ting had no reason to lose to Gu Feichun.
But Mo Xuanzhang's smile froze on his face, and his face became ugly. He pointed at Yan Ting and frowned: "Yan Ting, your nose..."
Yan Ting's brows also darkened. He touched his nose and found that it was bleeding profusely. His head suddenly became dizzy, and he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained out in an instant. His breath
It became more and more urgent, Duan Ya fell down in his hand, and he knelt on his knees, tightly covering his nostrils.
Concubine Qin Ling's face turned pale. She quickly ran to Yan Ting to support him and said in a voiceless voice: "Why... why is this happening?"
Yan Ting shook his head wildly. He couldn't hold it on any longer. He closed his eyes and fell down.