82 The Wind Hails, a Flame Rises

A ferocious wind hailed from the opposite direction. With a wail, the wind suddenly grew to its strongest, uprooting the weeds on the ground and breaking the branches on the trees.

It swirled, bellowing against the Shadow Cavalry that was hot in pursuit.

Oddly enough, Yutang’s army was not affected at all.

Tears and blood decorated Tie Zheng’s face. He stood still as a statue as his eyes stared wide in the direction of Tianxuan Cliff.

“The Nine Supremes!”

“Has Supreme Wind come at last?”

Following the wind that had reached its peak, a rising flame suddenly soared from behind Tie Zheng. The spark of the rising flame was spreading at an incredible speed towards Dongxuan’s army!

The spark had just glinted but it was already burning several hundred feet high in the air. Dongxuan’s Shadow Cavalry that had just charged through, over a thousand of them and their steeds, were engulfed in the sea of flame!