With Xiao Yi's sharp eyes, he could naturally discern the Cultivation of the five Martial Artists in a glance.
Two were at the Innate Sixth Layer, and three at the Innate Fourth Layer.
He was too lazy to waste time, summoning a flame in his hand that was aimed as a full-powered strike.
However, Poison Dragon's perception was also keen. He recognized the power of the flame in Xiao Yi's hand at a glance and instantly made his move, shouting loudly, "Retreat, that kid is at least of the Innate Eighth Layer strength."
He wanted his subordinates to retreat, but it was ultimately too slow.
Xiao Yi had already struck with full force.
With that, the blazing flames engulfed the five men in an instant.
There was a loud explosion. The three Innate Fourth Layer Martial Artists were killed instantly, and the two Innate Sixth Layer Martial Artists were severely injured, vomiting blood as they fell to the ground.
"Damn it, I want you dead," roared Poison Dragon uncontrollably.
