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Hidden beneath the misty fog was a murderous intent. An extremely delicate barbed cold glare swept across Ye Cheng's back, and the fabric on the back of the long thorns had been ripped apart to reveal beads of blood as it was thrown into the air.

Ye Cheng only furrowed his brows slightly. The old man's attacks which were a little messy caused him to have no choice but to pay attention to the viciousness of this old man. He began to have a more and more bad impression of the people from the special organizations of China.

After the first strike, the blade blocked the old man's second attack, the tip of the blade pulled back the reverse hook in the mist, and the flying hook in the right palm flew out from the hook and landed in Ye Cheng's hand.

The old man glared angrily at Ye Cheng. He had underestimated this man from the beginning.

Ye Cheng held onto the blade in one hand, and saw that the other hand was burning with a ball of flame, which turned from an icy blue to a beautiful orange color. It was extremely beautiful, with a palm-sized barb inside the flame.

"Despicable scumbag, you are not worthy for me to use my True Fire to deal with you."

It was such a light sentence, but it was particularly ear-piercing in the old man's ears. He had lived for a hundred years and had all the divine power in his body, but in the end, he was actually looked down upon by a young man in his early twenties. If this matter were to spread, how would he have the face to continue working in the organization?

He lost with a single failure. Under the strict rules of the game, he couldn't afford to lose!

The old man lifted his head and looked at Ye Cheng. When he let out the explosive shout, he turned into a cloud of mist and charged forward. He had put away his mischievous heart, and did not allow Ye Cheng to underestimate his strength.

Clang! The barbed sword in the mist smashed into Ye Cheng's left shoulder, and at the same time, the blade in Ye Cheng's right hand had already arrived underneath the barbed sword, forcibly stopping the old man's motive. The sound of metal scraping against metal rang out as the two of them separated. The old man was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Cheng released his hand, and the blade in his right hand pierced straight into the fog, the tip of the blade looked like it had eyes, it bit straight into the side of the blade, the hard blade rolled up the blade and easily shattered the blade, then rushed towards the old man's arm.

The shattered pieces were like a sharp blade that fluttered in the air like a fairy. At the same time, the flames on Ye Cheng's left palm split apart like a flower, enveloping the old man in it, looking extremely beautiful and dazzling.

After snatching the opportunity, he forced the old man to retreat slowly. At the same time, he had to use the mist to protect his body and at the same time, increase his experience to deal with the petal-like flames.

Ye Cheng was able to turn a crisis into a turning point, forcing the old man into a state of panic, with many loopholes appearing one after another, his body being burnt by the flames.

Although the old man's method of dodging the flames was a little laughable, after a moment of confusion, he found his advantage once again and hid himself in the fog, making it impossible for Ye Cheng's fire fragments to penetrate deep into the fog and act as a barrier. At the same time, he boldly controlled even more thorns to shoot back at Ye Cheng, who was only a few feet away from him.

Under the control of the mist, Ye Cheng did not retreat, but instead retreated further into the distance between him and the old man. With one hand holding the military blade, he drew a circular arc in front of his chest, and with the other hand using a powerful force, he smashed himself into the mist that the old man sent through the air, causing the entire stone wall to explode as if it had been crushed by several tons of explosives.

As the fragment sliced across Ye Cheng's face, it brought out a hint of blood-red. He smiled mischievously at the old man, extended his arm and beckoned at him.

The short and short old man who looked like a child had his head and face covered with dirt from the explosion. His brocade robes were also tattered, and he didn't have the godlike bearing he had in the Fishery Island at all.

"Gold Sun True Fire!" The old man shouted out in surprise as he looked at the red, gilded light in Ye Cheng's left hand.

"Old man, you have good eyes!" Ye Cheng bared his teeth and smiled. He waved his hand and intentionally moved the low temperature flame up to show off. One cluster formed two, and the two clusters of four flames swirled around the old man's face even more unsightly. Even though fire belongs to the five elements, and also belongs to the nature, this old man shouldn't think that there's only nature's five forms in this boundless universe.

The old man shouted angrily as he jumped up into the air with his toes, avoiding Ye Cheng's blade and attacking directly from above his head. His every move was filled with a sinister killing intent.

"Sigh, evil comes from the heart of man. The righteousness will be skewed, and you cannot be left alive!" Ye Cheng sighed, he was a cunning and ruthless man, he had already decided that no matter what methods he used, he would definitely exterminate him on this island. He came here to give the Chinese special organization a warning. It didn't matter who it was that angered this young master, he would still be killed.

In between his thoughts, Ye Cheng had already squatted down, and struck back against the old man's fog. With two loud bangs, the wall that was just blown apart suddenly collapsed under the force of the two powerful forces, and shattered pieces of rock flew into the air, the dust wreaked havoc, stinging people's eyes, making them feel as if their skin was being cut.

The old man felt pain on his wrist, this was the first time he had felt's serious attack, the skin on his wrist was numb with fear, just how much strength was Ye Cheng hiding? As he retreated to a corner, the old man gasped for breath. He had just struck his chest and his Qi was roiling. Then, looking at the man standing there like nothing had happened, the golden flame in his palm rose several meters, even more bewitching in the night.

"You've only just exhausted your abilities. Old man, if you have any more skills, bring it all out. I'll be serious from now on." As Ye Cheng played with the flames, even he himself was impressed with himself for being able to create a light like gold leaf.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant. Even if the higher ups order you not to take your life, I will still let your blood splatter on the spot."

Under Ye Cheng's imposing manner, the old man waved his arms, causing the surrounding airflow to become one with his mist, and in that moment, he released his big move. The countless sharp thorns in the vortex shot towards Ye Cheng like an inseparable net.

The old man floated in the air. He was determined by one move, so it was not his intention to continue pestering the old man.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The four people far away at the edge of the misty island did not dare to be negligent at all as they quickly arrived beside the wooden boat. Fatty untied the ropes and steered the boat to the shore, causing the entire island to tremble.

The thin man looked worriedly at the misty island. He hugged the unconscious peony and asked, "Are you really going to abandon him? "Ah, where's that snake?"1

After boarding the boat, he realized that his arms had suddenly become much lighter. He lowered his head to take a look, and only then did he discover that the red snake that had just climbed down from the boat had disappeared without a trace. It's over, I lost Boss Ye's pet. "

"Don't worry, that beast can't lose its consciousness. It's just hiding somewhere to not be discovered. We'll go fishing boat first, and then we'll pick it up." Qiao Yingzhe urged Fatty to move faster. After he got on the boat, he picked up the wood pulp and started sliding. In a short while, the wooden boat was already a few metres away from the misty island.

Since the others had already left the island, he naturally did not need to show any more mercy. However, this old fellow was truly difficult to deal with, although he disdained using his True Fire on such people, but the sky was already lit up, and if he did not end this quickly, it would inevitably cause unnecessary panic like what the Fishery Island had done.

Therefore, Ye Cheng pushed the old man away by half a step, giving him a cushion as the driver, while giving himself a high vantage point.

Previously, when they were on the fishing boat, Ye Cheng had asked the captain about the distribution of the nearby islands. He knew that this was an ancient Fire Mountain Range, and that there was an ancient volcano lying dormant at the bottom of the sea right after the eruption a hundred years ago. A few years ago, there were even geologists who came to the ocean to investigate this event, and they found out that the Fire Mountain Range at the bottom of the sea isn't a dead vein.

The reason why Ye Cheng attacked the old man with all of his strength just now was just for this one last strike. After dodging the old man's life and death blows, Ye Cheng used his defense as an attack to lure the old man towards the center of the island. The old man had no doubt that Ye Cheng was at the end of his road.

The shallowest part of the body was already able to step out of the wetting seawater with a single step.

"Weren't you just talking big just now? Why are you acting like a mouse now? Hahaha, brat, after grandpa takes care of you first, then you can go and capture that girl. As long as you kill her, you can rest easy."

Ye Cheng bit the corner of his mouth, and not far from the old man, there were two reefs leaning against each other. Just a moment ago, when he violently struck the reefs, he created cracks in them, but now, a strand of green smoke was coming out from the crack.

The old man shouted and retreated, his back knocking against a rock reef. He landed on the rock reef and turned around, dodging Ye Cheng's palm wind pursuit. After the rock reef was broken into several pieces by the palm wind, the measuring heat emitted from the ground, the scorching high temperature causing the old man to feel uneasy.

"You want to burn me to death!" The old man stared at the steam rising from the ground and suddenly understood Ye Cheng's motive.

Ye Cheng leapt out from the reef like a cheetah and swept his long leg towards the side of the old man. The old man turned around and clawed down with his claws, but the long leg that he kicked out was nowhere to be seen.

Ah!

The old man shouted and waved his hand to block. However, his eyebrows were burnt off. In a panic, he stepped on the air and fell towards the rock wall behind him. Bubbles appeared on his back due to the steam spurting out.

"You!"

Ye Cheng arrived in front of the old man the moment he jumped, and kicked him back down to the ground. The black eyes and the old man looked at each other, the old man's eyes were completely white, and the corner of his mouth didn't even move an inch. Ye Cheng immediately grabbed onto the other party's teeth, and used all his strength to clench the old man's teeth, causing the old man's jaw to dislocate.

I, I ? I ?" Ye Cheng smacked the old man a few times, causing him to spit out blood. The heat wave coming out from under his body was getting stronger and stronger, and it also carried a strong smell of sulfur.

Ye Cheng raised a finger and said to the old man: "I'll give you a chance. If you can escape before I count to three, I won't kill you."

The playful Ye Cheng stared at the old man as if he was looking at a little mouse. He let go of the old man with a laugh, and after getting his freedom, the old man swung his leg at Ye Cheng twice, not caring about the scalding wound on his back, and escaped in the opposite direction.

When Ye Cheng had counted to three, the old man was already several tens of meters away. Ordinary people would not have the ability to kill him, but Ye Cheng could not move his body. He could only circulate his energy and his right foot, and suddenly stomped on the ground.

A small flame burned with a scorching heat wave. Suddenly, a huge fireball soared into the sky. The entire ditch seemed to have been agitated to the point of cracking open, carrying a fire dragon with it as it flew towards the fleeing old man.

Even if the old man tried to avoid the fire, he was instantly burnt to charcoal by the fire and fell into the lava.

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