"Are you ready?"
Five words, like a resounding slap across the face.
They turned Old Monster Youshui's cheeks an angry purple.
"Do not think that just because you killed Yougu, you have the right to be insolent in front of me."
The 'Youshui' that Old Monster Youshui had been condensing in his hands for a while was poised to be unleashed.
"Whether I have the right or not can only be known after a fight," Xiao Yi said with a taunting smile.
At that moment, Xiao Yi seemed brimming with confidence.
No, it was more than confidence.
It was contempt.
He didn't take the Heavenly Origin Realm Elder of the Black Demon Hall seriously at all.
"That scum from Blood Mist Valley couldn't withstand three strikes from me."
"I wonder if you have that strength."
As Xiao Yi spoke coldly, a surge of Purple Flame abruptly condensed in his hand.
With a 'bang',
the overwhelming aura of the Purple Flame was by no means inferior to the Heavenly Origin Realm.