687 Lone Wolf, Accept Your Death

Swish!

Within the thunder ridge, two rainbow-long figures shot through the air. The two of them were already 100 miles into the thunder ridge, and the surrounding temperature was rising due to the Thunder Fire all around.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer. It started off with dozens of miles apart, to the current few miles apart. The duo didn't have any intention to make a move, other than flying at their top speed.

Chief Leng's body was emitting a brilliant golden light while his black robes were fluttering nonstop—his face cold and stern. He stared at Jiang Yi, who was getting nearer to him, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. The two of them had just flown past places with several bundles of Thunder Fire and were as near as several miles to them. However, Jiang Yi didn't even drip with a single drop of sweat. He definitely has some trick or method to be able to kill Ba Dao and Chief Long.