The voice that suddenly rang out across the sky stunned Xiao Yan. Then he glanced at Fan Lao charging toward him, and his body trembled in alarm.
Damn it, how did this old bastard find out?
Hearing Fan Lao's words, Xiao Yan knew that his murder and robbery in the Black-Corner Region had been exposed. What he did not know was that, before dying, the Blood Sect Young Master had transmitted the last image he had seen-a figure wrapped in green flames.
Because of that, Fan Lao had searched for countless flame-wielding experts throughout the Black-Corner Region, yet none had matched the description.
When Xiao Yan suddenly dodged a blast of force and darted into the sky, Fan Lao naturally spotted him. Coupled with the Thunder Bat Sky Wings on his back, which had also been an item at that auction, Fan Lao immediately realized that Xiao Yan was the murderer who had killed his son.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yan had only just realized what was happening when a sharp, blood-colored gust was already closing in on his face.
Narrowly dodging Fan Lao's strike, Xiao Yan held nothing back as he cursed, "You old dog! You really don't pull your punches!"
Fan Lao's face was filled with hatred and venom. Hearing Xiao Yan's curses only fueled his fury. The blood-colored wings on his back flickered, and he instantly appeared above Xiao Yan's head.
Blood Dou Qi gathered into an energy sphere in Fan Lao's hand, and he slammed it down toward Xiao Yan's head.
In his perception, this ant was merely a Dou Ling. Killing him would be as easy as turning over his palm.
"Pay with your life for my son!"
Fan Lao's face twisted viciously as he stared at Xiao Yan, as though he could already see him shattering