Although Xiao Fan's attack had failed to injure Xie Biyan, the uncanny nature of the chaos flame still stirred a trace of wariness in his heart.
Pulling back, Xie Biyan looked at Xiao Fan, a cold, sinister killing intent crossing his face.
"Xiao Fan, since you insist on meddling, don't blame me for what happens next."
With that, Xie Biyan swept his hand and charged straight at Xiao Fan.
The black flames Xiao Fan had unleashed were certainly strange, but he was still only a One-Star Dou Zong, a full three ranks below him. Xiao Fan had only seized the initiative because Xie Biyan had been careless. This time, he would take him down for certain.
"Young friend Xiao Fan, let me help you."
As Xie Biyan charged toward Xiao Fan, Sikou Old Ghost did not remain idle either. Seeing Wu Ya and Yun Yun locked in combat, he naturally could not stand by.
In his eyes, Xiao Fan was merely a One-Star Dou Zong and would surely find his strength wanting against Xie Biyan, a Four-Star Dou Zong. Although the two of them could not defeat Xie Biyan together, his assistance could at least ease some of the pressure on Xiao Fan.
Without waiting for Xiao Fan to answer, Sikou Old Ghost rushed toward their battlefield.
Hearing Sikou Old Ghost's words, Xiao Fan was about to stop him, but when he saw that the old man was already charging over, he ultimately said nothing.
Although Sikou Old Ghost was also a One-Star Dou Zong, he probably would not last more than a few exchanges against Xie Biyan.
"Hmph. No matter how many of you come, the outcome will be the same."
Xie Biyan gave Sikou Old Ghost a mocking smile. His figure, originally charging toward Xiao Fan, suddenly changed