A Counterkill!
After donning the Golden Soft Armor, Bi Fan charged straight at the enormous fire dragon, which was spewing scorching flames, completely ignoring it. At the same time, a dense, brilliant golden light shimmered in his palm.
That golden light radiated a vast, majestic, towering aura of righteousness. It carried an oppressive heaviness that seemed to leave one unable to catch their breath.
Bi Fan narrowed his eyes. Dazzling gold radiated from his entire body, though it was hardly visible amid the flames. Instead, the fire concealed his movements perfectly.
Meng He watched him charge over recklessly, his face alight with delight. He was so excited that he nearly forgot the pain of his severed wrist. With a low roar, he made the enormous fire dragon begin to close in.
Like lava and flames gushing from an erupting volcano, the blaze engulfed Bi Fan completely. The thick, concentrated flames of spiritual power seemed poised to melt him away until not even his bones remained.
He roared furiously, his voice brimming with arrogant defiance. "Bi Fan, did you think taking my life would be that easy? You looked down on me, didn't you? Then pay for it with your life!"
Hong Liuyun and the others looked up, watching the clash before them with some alarm. They couldn't help worrying. "Brother Bi, he..."
"He'll be fine." Two entirely different voices spoke at once, in perfect unison.
Jin Shanshan turned toward the voices in surprise, only to see Tang Xiaoli's furrowed brow. He quickly and timidly looked away.
Hu Suye smiled faintly. "Brother Liuyun, you should focus on getting your body back into shape. There's no need to worry about Bi Fan. Whatever he does, he must have his reasons."
Hong Liuyun nodded and looked away, a hint of melancholy and a