"Who is it? Come out, I'm going to kill you, I'll tear you to pieces."
Daoist Xuan Cheng's roar resonated across the island.
He was like a madman, searching everywhere for the person who had picked the Golden Flame Fruit.
"Whoosh..." Daoist Xuan Cheng swept past a dense forest, where Lin Feng and Ziyuan were hiding.
"He's lost an arm."
Lin Feng's Divine Sense detected Daoist Xuan Cheng, and he was slightly startled. Daoist Xuan Cheng was a practitioner of the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm, yet he had one of his arms destroyed by a Corpse Charm.
Perhaps because he was too eager to find the person who took the Golden Flame Fruit, Daoist Xuan Cheng didn't even have time to tend to his wound, and the severed arm was still bleeding.
Now, Daoist Xuan Cheng was at his weakest.
"Act now, kill this man."
A fierce killing intent appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.
