Kapitel 1200: A Sword Strike that Looks Familiar

The loss of the Extreme Frost-ice Flame could have been written off as a casualty of the grand meet, but to lose a pair of Soaring Serpent Skyfire was absolutely unacceptable to Skyfire Sacred Hands. His alchemical skills, and even his very strength, stemmed mainly from the Soaring Serpent Skyfire.

Therefore, when Yi Yun gave his sarcastic comments, he was already fully prepared to withstand Skyfire Sacred Hands's immense killing intent.

His original thought was that Skyfire Sacred Hands would burst into a rage, but Skyfire Sacred Hands ended up laughing out loud. "Well done! Very well done! Since your flame is better than mine, I'll kill you and take your flame. Then, I'll use your flame to further myself on the path of becoming an alchemist sage!"

"Die!" Skyfire Sacred Hands had attacked before his voice even faded!

Previously, Skyfire Sacred Hands only wanted to teach Yi Yun a lesson, but now he fully intended to kill him.