"Not finished? What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Purple Flame, you're being too arrogant."
Murong Ke chuckled disdainfully.
This time, no one argued with him.
Even the staff of the Demon Hunting Hall sighed and said, "Deacon Yi Xiao, although your strength surpasses everyone here."
"But in front of the Fiery Flame Mad Lion, you're still too weak."
"Just like how you instantly killed those ordinary demon beasts, if it simply breathes on you, I'm afraid you'll turn into ashes."
"Let's not waste time anymore, we should hurry up and run." Murong Ke urged repeatedly.
Just as everyone had completely lost hope.
Xiao Yi snorted coldly, his steps shifted, and he instantly charged towards the gigantic figure of the Fiery Flame Mad Lion.
"Brother Yi, what are you doing, come back!" Ye Ming exclaimed in shock.
"Master Yi Xiao, don't be rash!" Ning Hao shouted anxiously.
"Hmph, let the kid court death if he wants to," Murong Ke scoffed.
