Ye Luo then saw Leng Ying's body turn into flames and dissipate, the sword strike actually missed completely.
A dozen meters away, that mass of flames reconvened into the figure of Leng Ying again, but her complexion was pale, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"What kind of move is this?"
Witnessing this woman execute such a strange technique, Ye Luo was deeply shocked and began to speculate about her identity.
Leng Ying did not speak, merely casting a cold glance at Ye Luo before swiftly vanishing from sight.
Ye Luo gasped for air, having previously not taken his opponent seriously, he hadn't expected this woman to be so strong.
However, what Ye Luo was even more interested in were the techniques she had used, which seemed similar to those of fire type ability users, but also different, and even stronger and more versatile than those of fire type ability users.