Arrived

The arm burned to nothing in the fire. Li Daoyun screamed endlessly. If it was a sword, it would only be an instant of pain but his arm was burning down bit by bit. The pain was unimaginable. When the flame extinguished, Li Daoyun's sword intent went wild. His eyes were crazed. The people of the Fuyun Sword Clan all came up to him. Sword intent swept over, crushing towards Ye Futian.

The spectators were all shocked, their hearts trembling. No wonder Ye Futian was reckless. After melding into the statue, he'd already possessed the top ability of the Dharma Plane. Li Daoyun wasn't the strongest of the Fuyun Sword Clan but he was still reputable. Only a few clan members of the same age could surpass him. His talent was undeniable but he was forced to burn his arm.

The statue's eyes seemed to be Ye Futian's. It glanced at Li Daoyun and said coldly, "You are so weak. How dare you act so manic?"