At this moment, Cornell was struggling wildly, his pupils staring at the silver flames that posed a great threat to him, feeling fear for the first time.
"Ah!"
Cornell's entire body was engulfed in flames, and he cried out in agony.
"Stop!"
Yuris moved swiftly, rushing straight towards Ren Feng, striking down with a palm!
Ren Feng stood still, pressing towards him before Yuris even got close.
Suddenly, in mid-air, there was a huge palm imprint that collided with Yuris's strike, a tremendous force of heaven and earth directly flinging Yuris away.
"Stop! If you kill him, you'll become enemies with our Blood Race."
Yuris was extremely panicked; he hadn't expected Ren Feng to be so formidable.
"Become enemies?" Ren Feng sneered, "If my strength had been a bit weaker just now, wouldn't I have died? The weak have no say."
"No, Cornell just wanted to test you."
