Hun Feng, My Old Friend Xiao Yan

Although Hun Feng was only at the early Two-Star Dou Sheng level, he appeared utterly at ease when facing a late Two-Star Dou Sheng Flame Slave.

He did not seem to use any weapon. Raising his bare palms, he engaged the Flame Slave in close combat.

The milky-white flames that everyone else avoided in terror posed no threat to him. Whenever his palm touched the Flame Slave, the milky-white flames within its body would inevitably be absorbed by him.

As the milky-white flames left its body, the Flame Slave's strength and speed dropped drastically. Its defeat was only a matter of time.

Just as Hun Feng intended to press his advantage and directly shatter the Flame Slave, a figure suddenly inserted himself between him and the Flame Slave.

"Young Clan Leader Hun Feng, don't worry. I'll help you!"

With a loud shout, Xiao Yan flashed into the battle and immediately joined Hun Feng in besieging the Flame Slave.

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Hun Feng stared blankly at Xiao Yan beside him.

What was going on?

Someone from the Xiao Tribe was actually taking the initiative to help someone from the Soul Clan?

Had Hun Feng gone blind?!

Whatever. Anyone who interrupted his meal had to die.

"Xiao Yan, get lost! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Without slowing the movements of his hands, Hun Feng calmly received the Flame Slave's fierce attacks while berating Xiao Yan.

"Ah, Young Clan Leader Hun Feng, don't be afraid of losing face. We're old friends, after all. Friends should help one another."

With remarkable enthusiasm, Xiao Yan swiftly blocked a punch for Hun Feng.

"Who the fuck is old friends with you?!"

Hun Feng was so enraged by Xiao Yan that he nearly spat out blood.

"You interrupted my meal, so die!"

Hun Feng actually abandoned the Flame Slave