5948. Chapter 5948 Life and Death Cave 19

However, the Wushen was not ready to let him go. He held the Xuanyang Sword tightly with one hand and pulled it back suddenly. Under that strong force, unless Leng Xuan let go of the Xuanyang Sword in his hand, he would be pulled over by the Xuanyang Sword. Gritting his teeth, Leng Xuan held the hilt tightly, and with his other hand, he held the steel fist and took advantage of the situation to hit the opponent's head, trying to force the opponent to let go.

However, although his idea was good, the Wushen did not give in. Instead of retreating, he faced Leng Xuan's steel fist with his body. The steel fist entered the flesh, and Leng Xuan felt as if his fist hit a ball of cotton, and there was no place to bear the force. The Wushen's face was even weirder. Under his strong attack, his skin actually sank inward like a ball, completely dissolving his strength. Without time to think about it, Leng Xuan secretly said that it was not good, and quickly flew back. At this time, he had no choice but to abandon the Xuanyang Sword. Sure enough, as soon as he retreated, the Wushen launched an offensive. If he still refused to give up the Xuanyang Sword, he would definitely fall into the opponent's offensive. At that time, it would be difficult to get away. However, just as he was thinking about how to take back the Xuanyang Sword, the Wushen made an unexpected move. The opponent held the Xuanyang Sword with both hands and actually wanted to break it. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help laughing.

The Xuanyang Sword was named a divine weapon, how could it be broken so easily. Seeing that the Xuanyang Sword in his hand did not move, the Wushen did not know that this sword was not an ordinary weapon. However, when he saw Leng Xuan's mocking eyes, anger surged in his heart again. Then, he saw the flames in his hands surging, and they were continuously transmitted into the Xuanyang Sword. Looking at him, it seemed that he wanted to refine the Xuanyang Sword through the flames. Leng Xuan suppressed his smile and said to himself, "Burn it, burn it. It's rare to have a free meal for Senior Chiwu to enjoy." If the Witch God knew that there was a flame beast living in the Xuanyang Sword, he would probably cry to death. His flames not only failed to damage the Xuanyang Sword, but also provided Chiwu with sufficient energy. After a while, the Xuanyang Sword still did not change under the burning of the flames. Seeing this, the Witch God frowned, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he was ready to give up the idea of ​​damaging the Xuanyang Sword. However, at this moment, the Xuanyang Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling red light. Then, the flames summoned by the Witch God were devoured by the red light.

Originally, the Witch God had always been in a dominant position, but at this moment, the Xuanyang Sword took the initiative to absorb the flame power in his body. This sudden change shocked the Witch God. In shock, he threw his hands and wanted to throw the Xuanyang Sword in his hand away. However, the Xuan Yang Sword was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, firmly attached to his hand. No matter what he did, he could not get rid of the Xuan Yang Sword. As time passed, the light on the Wu Shen's body dimmed with each ray of fire power absorbed by the Xuan Yang Sword. At this rate, it would not take long before the Wu Shen's body would be hollowed out by the Xuan Yang Sword without Leng Xuan making a move. At that time, Leng Xuan only needed to move his fingers to easily defeat the opponent. However, the Wu Shen did not do as Leng Xuan intended. Seeing that he could not stop the Xuan Yang Sword, the Wu Shen's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly.