"Whoosh! Swoosh!"
Two sword intents carrying the deadly aura slashed down at them. Witnessing this, Mo Chen's heart seemed to sink as if he were plunging into an icy abyss.
He stood there in a daze, staring at the two deadly sword intents cutting through the flames. The flames had separated, but neither Feng Jiu nor Xuanyuan Mo Ze could be seen.
His heart seemed to stop beating for a while until a flash of light came on one side of the flames. Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze reappeared, and his heart began to beat again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It's great that they were fine. He thought…
Feng Jiu pulled Xuanyuan Mo Ze back a few meters to regain their balance. In that critical moment, she had enveloped him with the flames and at the same time pulled him into her space to evade the deadly attacks. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if they hadn't had the space to dodge those two deadly sword intents.
