Yang Ye hadn’t help back at all. His Slaughter Sword Intent surged violently while his speed rose to its limits. Of course, just think wasn’t sufficient to kill Mo Qingyu. When he was less than 10m away from her, a strand of fine flames had instantly suffused Yang Ye’s Hidden Sword.

When this strand of flames appeared, the temperature in the air had instantly become hot. Moreover, an expanse of mist swiftly appeared everywhere he passed. It was mist that was created by the evaporation of the air caused by the strand of flames!

Earlier, he’d completely disregarded vengeance in order to save Xiao Yuxi. Presently, the tiny vortex had lent a hand and Xiao Yuxi’s life was probably not in danger. Since she was safe, then it was naturally time for him to take revenge! Even though he didn’t know why the Ninth Hell Cold Gale had come back, it wasn’t important to him. The important thing to him was that Mo Qingyu had made an appearance here!

This strike could be said to be Yang Ye’s strongest attack because he hadn’t just utilized his Slaughter Sword Intent and violet profound energy, he’d even utilized his strongest trump card, the Nether Ghostflame. He’d stopped concealing it, and the objective behind...