Chapter 98: Cutting Oneself

Nangong Lingxuan brandished the long sword in her hand, the Cyan Flames fluttering along with it, looking beautiful and moving.

Xiao Fan was speechless… how did he get this title of Lecher!

One moment a Pervert, the next a Liar, and now he had become a Lecher!

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two clashed once more. The long sword in Xiao Fan's hand was a Profound Rank Magical Artifact from the Piaomiao Immortal Palace. Although it was also Low Grade, it was slightly stronger than the panlong spear.

But facing the long sword in Nangong Lingxuan's hand now, he clearly felt it was very difficult.

Especially the Cyan Flame on her long sword; only after getting close did he discover that the Cyan Flame had no temperature.

On the contrary, as the Cyan Flame fluttered, it emitted an icy-cold sensation…

An icy flame!

Xiao Fan had never seen such a strange thing; a flame could actually feel icy-cold.

Moreover, every time the Cyan Flame touched the long sword in his hand, a bone-chilling coldness would transmit from her sword…

Or rather, it came from the Cyan Flame.

The wrist holding his long sword felt as if it were in a world of ice and snow, piercingly cold.

“This Cyan Flame…”

Xiao Fan frowned, recalling the battle with Murong Fu over the Spirit Stone vein while fighting.

The opponent had a move that could slow down physical movements by freezing the Divine Soul.

However, unlike this Cyan Flame, Murong Fu's Cultivation Technique targeted the Divine Soul and did not cause physical damage.

But the Cyan Flame on Nangong Lingxuan's long sword was like something substantial!

This bone-chilling coldness coming from his palm was definitely real…

“Just what is going on!”

Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out.

“Lecher, die!”

Nangong Lingxuan's aura was somewhat erratic; mobilizing the Cyan Flame was also a huge drain on her.

Xiao Fan barely held his ground, but his movements had also slowed significantly. The wrist holding his long sword was already numb, almost losing all sensation.

"Whoosh!"

Nangong Lingxuan's sword swept past, piercing Xiao Fan's left arm.

The expected bloodstain didn't appear. After being grazed by the Cyan Flame on the sword, there was no reaction on Xiao Fan's left arm other than his clothes being torn.

Even a single drop of blood didn't splash out…

However, Xiao Fan's face turned ashen as his figure retreated rapidly.

Only he knew that his left arm could no longer move…

Saying it couldn't move wasn't quite accurate; to be precise, it was frozen solid.

“Damn it…”

Xiao Fan cursed under his breath and glanced at the wound on his left arm, where a streak of Cyan Flame was burning…

The wound was bloodless, but the burning Cyan Flame emitted a bone-chilling cold that quickly traveled through his entire body.

It didn't come from the Divine Soul, but from the Physical Body—it was a true, physical cold!

“This secret Cultivation Technique of the Nangong Family is truly extraordinary…”

Several Elders below the stage saw it clearly and gave this evaluation.

They could see Xiao Fan's current state clearly; with his left arm grazed by the Cyan Flame, the Blood Energy in his body instantly plummeted.

“What grade is this secret Cultivation Technique of the Nangong Family?”

The one who asked was He Yutang. His personality was also proud and taciturn, and he rarely spoke up to ask questions.

Sect Master Xu Yongnian shook his head with a bitter smile upon hearing this. “I don't know… it's said to have no grade, just a Secret Technique, but this technique is not simple…”

He Yutang didn't ask further, and the other Elders remained silent. This eerie method of attack was chilling.

The spectating Disciples hadn't noticed anything, but they were different.

In a battle between two sides, unless one has overwhelming strength, injuries are inevitable…

And becoming an opponent of someone who has mastered this Cyan Flame meant that after being injured, your entire body would be frozen to the bone like being poisoned, and your combat power would be greatly reduced.

This was too terrifying…

Although the cultivation of these few people was above the Xuandan Realm, and even if their Physical Body was destroyed, they could undergo Rebirth through Possession as long as their Golden Core remained.

But if they were facing an enemy of the same rank…

Attacked by such a strange method, if the Golden Core was also destroyed then…

“…”

The Cyan Flame seemed corrosive, burning incessantly on the wound of Xiao Fan's left arm.

He didn't dare to touch it easily, fearing it would spread to other parts of his body…

And if he didn't extinguish this Cyan Flame, the blood throughout his body would be like it was mixed with ice…

With every breath, as the blood flowed through his body, intense stinging pain radiated from every part of him!

Terrifying!

Extremely terrifying!

“Damn it!”

Xiao Fan frowned; this Cyan Flame was much more terrifying than Murong Fu's attack on the Divine Soul…

He hurriedly took out various items from his Storage Pouch, hoping to extinguish the flame…

However, none of it worked. When clothing touched it, the Cyan Flame simply ignored it. When water touched the Cyan Flame, the flame didn't change, but Xiao Fan's arm became even more painful…

Nangong Lingxuan said coldly, “Pervert, the Cyan Flame will not be extinguished. Stop dreaming!”

The Cyan Flame was linked to her spiritual power. As long as she still had spiritual power and continued to infuse it into the Cyan Flame, the Cyan Flame she created would not go out.

“Damn it!”

Xiao Fan cursed in a low voice.

Having tried various methods, the Cyan Flame on his left arm still couldn't be extinguished. Intense pain constantly surged through his body, and his body was incredibly cold…

“It's over… looking at this, Xiao Fan is finished.”

“Fairy Nangong is too strong; Xiao Fan is simply no match for her.”

“It's no wonder. Fairy Nangong's cultivation is at the ninth level of the Huaqi Realm, while Xiao Fan is only at the seventh level. How can they fight?”

“…”

Everyone thought Xiao Fan was certain to lose; even Sect Master Xu Yongnian and the group of Elders shared this view.

After all, the Nangong Family's Cyan Flame was too terrifying…

How could someone at the Huaqi Realm deal with it?

They asked themselves; if they were at the Huaqi Realm and were attacked by this kind of Cyan Flame, they wouldn't have any solution either.

They believed they would have no way, and similarly believed Xiao Fan would have no way…

However, on the Arena at this moment.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes. He raised his right hand high and swung his long sword, slashing directly at the Cyan Flame on his left arm!