Ye Chenfeng, wrapped in the Green Flame.
The wounds on his shoulders had not yet clotted, and he spat out a heavy breath of foul air from his mouth.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! ——"
The twenty lava creatures around him once again turned into molten lava, flowing into the channels around them.
Ye Chenfeng knew he had narrowly escaped death.
Holding the Black Xuan Sword, Ye Chenfeng endured the intense pain in his shoulders, feeling the Fire Sword Intent within him.
The Fire Sword Intent moved.
The entire Black Xuan Sword instantly became scorching hot, its blade covered by a layer of red.
Ye Chenfeng fiercely swung the Black Xuan Sword.
A flame sword qi over a meter long swept out from the sword blade.
This should be the Initial Stage of the Fire Sword Intent.
However.
After Ye Chenfeng swung the sword.
