"Pfft!"
Yi Chen punched straight through the flaming phoenix, sending the white-robed man flying as well. He slammed heavily into the ground and spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.
"Damn you, you were still hiding your strength!" The white-robed man struggled to climb to his feet and looked at Yi Chen, his face twisted with ferocity and hatred. "You bastard, I'll never let you off!"
"I'm rather looking forward to the day you don't let me off." Yi Chen smiled scornfully.
He knew that the more he provoked people like this, the less willing they would be to let matters rest.
So Yi Chen was not worried.
"Fine! I'll make you die a miserable death!" The white-robed man's face had begun to contort.
He no longer dared underestimate his enemy, because he had realized that he was no match for Yi Chen at all.
If he provoked Yi Chen again now, he would probably suffer far more than a mere injury.
"I don't care who you are. I have to kill you today!"
The white-robed man activated his Soul Skill again, preparing to stake his life on one final fight.
But just as he unleashed his Soul Skill, a figure abruptly appeared and blocked his attack.
"You still want to fight him?" a middle-aged man said coldly. "This matter is already over. He's killed your younger brother, and now he's killed your master as well. I advise you to leave quietly before you suffer any more harm!"
"I refuse! Why should I leave just because you tell me to? If you won't let me leave, then I won't leave! I'm going to fight him to the death!"
"Hmph, you still want to fight to the death? I advise you to leave this place quietly before you suffer any more