THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE
INFORMATION THAT NAN THIAN BRINGS
Ouwyang Fong was seen thrown into the hole where he came from.
"Braa.kkk...!"
Dust sandstone soil scattering cover the distance of view.
Nan Thian up there was unable to see the condition of his opponent.
Nan Thian chose to quietly wait in the air there, allowing the impact force earlier to hold his body moving downwards.
Nan Thian chose to observe the situation from above before unleashing his next attack.
Ouwyang Fong himself who bounced fell into the hole.
Although some of his clothes were charred, others seemed frozen.
But overall he was fine, he was seen crouching back on the ground.
Trying to neutralize the power of heavenly fire and ice, which entered his body.
The surrounding air briefly burns hot, briefly freezing cold.
Ouwyang Fong's body again looked enlarged like a hot air balloon.
The right side emits white light, the left side emits black light.
The air around him was sucked into Ouwyang Fong's body.
Eve from the bowels of the earth, also continued to be sucked into his body which looks like a balloon of black and white light.
"The croook...! Kroookk...! Kroookk...!"
"The croook...! Kroookk...! Kroookk...!"
"The croook...! Kroookk...! Kroookk...!"
There was a loud noise coming from inside the hole, which was now covered in a dust fog.
Everyone around the fighting arena, was now staring tensely at the origin of the sound from behind the smog of dust.
Nan Thian who was hovering down immediately prepared himself to unleash an even more devastating follow-up attack.
The shadow of the half-Dragon half-Phoenetic beast reappeared.
Looming behind Nan Thian's body, the creature was formed from a black-and-white light, which was more dense in color.
A radiance of five colors appeared around the creature's body.
When Ouwyang Fong who turned into a balloon that gave off a black and white light shot into space.
Followed by the shadow of a giant black and white frog behind him.
The half dragon phoenix shadow behind Nan Thian instantly slid downwards.
"Booommm...!"
There was a huge explosion in the air.
A much larger energy ring extends in all directions.
Once this Ouwyang Fong was nowhere to be seen again, there were only fragments of his clothes, which floated over in the air.
Toyed with by the wind that takes him to move wherever the wind blows.
Nan Thian slowly floated down from the air, landing lightly in the middle of the field.
Slightly opposite to the hole where Ouwyang Fong previously languished .
After confirming with his sense of hearing, that Ouwyang Fong was completely gone.
Nan Thian immediately moved quickly to help the members of Qing Hai Pai, who were injured by fighting Ouwyang Fong directly, or who were injured as a result of the effects of Nan Thian's fierce fight against Ouwyang Fong.
With the movement of punching, massaging and channeling pure air.
One by one they were successfully healed by Nan Thian.
Seeing Nan Thian was now busy treating Qing Hai Pai's disciple.
The elders and Lian Se Hua stared in admiration mixed with the attitude of Nan Thian, who from the past until now never changed.
Not much to say, always light-handed, diligent to help brothers and sisters who need his help.
Lim Pu Se also led the others to help.
Lian Se Hua and the elders also moved quickly to take care of the disciple whose injuries were rather severe.
Because working crowds helped each other, just for a moment, the job was completed faster.
After finishing Lian Se Hua again invited Nan Thian back to the main Hall room of Qing Hai Pai.
The other Qing Hai Pai disciple disciples, none of them participated.
Arriving inside the Hall, Lian Se Hua and the three elders sat on his seat of honor.
Lim Pu Se and Siao San were respectively seated in the chairs and vice-chairmen of Qing Hai Pai.
While the four Tang Cu sat lined up on either side of Lim Pu Se and Siao San.
Nan Thian himself sat on the guest chair that was at the very bottom.
"Thian Er it looks like you've undergone an incredible development.."
"We are all proud and happy for you.."
said Elder Chen opening the conversation with a gentle smile.
"Chairman Chen was too praised, Thian Er still remains the same Thian Er as before.."
"It makes no difference.."
said Nan Thian while saluting in a humble manner.
"You all see, this is the attitude you should emulate.."
"The higher the intelligence of a person, the more humble and self-control he will be, always calm in all situations.."
"You all need to remember that.."
elder Liu reminded those present.
"Thank you Elder Liu for his advice.."
lim Pu Se was followed by the others.
Nan Thian himself while smiling awkwardly, he raised both of his clenched hands forward.
Reply to salute all politely.
A moment later after the situation calmed down again, Lian Se Hua just said,
"Thian Er said you had information about your Master Pai Wang and your junior sister Xue Xue Xue.."
"Where are they now, why not come with you back here..?"
asked Lian Se Hua curiously.
Lian Se Hua looked anxious, as she spoke her hands seemed to not stop squeezing the pants fabric on her thighs.
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Nan Thian got up from his seat, then he knelt before Lian Se Hua and said,
"I'm sorry Thian Er, Pseudo.."
"Thian Er's arrival brings less than pleasant news.."
"Hopefully Semu can be calm to receive this news.."
said Nan Thian heartily, with his head bowed deeply not until the heart looked towards the face of Lian Se Hua.
"What happened to Thian Er, tell me Seniang is ready to accept it, whatever it is.."
said Lian Se Hua looking increasingly anxious and tense.
Nan Thian took out a porcelain jar, which was tightly sealed and said,
"You wish to be well received, the ashes of teacher Pai Wang, which I brought from Lian Hua Feng.."
With a trembling body, and a pair of wet eyes, Lian Se Hua slowly got up from her seat.
With slightly staggered footsteps it almost fell, otherwise it was quickly propped up by Lie Pai Xue.
Lie Pai Xue helped her teacher walk over to where Nan Thian was kneeling.
Nan Thian himself was seen kneeling there, with his head bowed, while raising his teacher's urn with both hands above his head.
Lian Se Hua with trembling hands received the urn of ashes from Nan Thian's hands.
The tears were already unbearable again, falling dripping netes soaked the cloth upholstery of the mouthpiece of the urn, which was in his hands.
Lian Se Hua was seen hugging the urn tightly with a shattered feeling.
"My husband, you can calm down now,.."
"Thian Er has brought you back to our house.."
said Lian Se Hua faltered gently holding Isak.