Yang Ye hadn’t help back at all. His Slaughter Sword Intent surged violently while his speed rose to its limits. Of course, just think wasn’t sufficient to kill Mo Qingyu. When he was less than 10m away from her, a strand of fine flames had instantly suffused Yang Ye’s Hidden Sword.

When this strand of flames appeared, the temperature in the air had instantly become hot. Moreover, an expanse of mist swiftly appeared everywhere he passed. It was mist that was created by the ...