Wang Hanxing licked his lips, having absolute confidence in the Purple Sun Fire he had cultivated for many years.
In an instant, layers of Purple Sun Fire rolled out, causing the people on the viewing platform to feel the astonishing power of the Purple Sun Fire sweeping over them!
The Purple Sun Fire devoured its way towards Yang Chen, giving all the spectators a suffocating feeling, as they began to despair.
The power of Wang Hanxing's Purple Sun Fire was too strong; it was not on the same level as Yuan Shaoyang's.
Just when everyone on the viewing platform thought Yang Chen was going to lose and be burned by the Purple Sun Fire, they saw Yang Chen suddenly raise his hand.
As he raised his hand like this, it reminded everyone of the saying "a moth flying into the flame."
Yes, was Yang Chen attempting a futile defense?
However, no one could have expected that it was precisely at the moment Yang Chen raised his hand that a sudden boom...
