Qin Cheng also narrowed his eyes and a sneer appeared in his heart.

"Huo Rong, what do you mean?"

Shi Siming was furious and felt a trace of ominous premonition.

"Senior Brother Shi, I'm really disappointed with you."

Huo Rongyao looked at Shi Siming and said coldly: "You asked me to borrow Jihuowei before. I lent you his subordinates to you because you are my senior brother."

"I didn't expect that you would do such a revenge on Qincheng in order to avenge your brother. This not only created the chaos in the extreme, but also killed the monks sent by several forces. Even our Jihuo Sect cannot help you get rid of your sins."

"Huo Rong, you beast, you..." Shi Siming was so angry that his whole body trembled.

He clearly helped Jihuomen to do business, but now Huorong has left all the blame on him.

"Besides, you are my father's disciple. If you do such a thing as anger and resentment from heaven and others, you will be responsible for the crime of not being strict in discipline."

"Even if you survive, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of all forces after you go out. All I can do is here to punish my father so that you can get relief."

Speaking of this, Huo Rong suddenly raised his arm that had been behind him, and a ray of fire rose from his palm.

The flame is not very fierce, it is just a cluster of faint flames.

But the moment he rose, Qin Cheng suddenly felt that the world was quiet, and his mind was buzzing, as if some of the same origin was touched and sensed.

It seems that what Fire Rong raised was some kind of origin of heaven and earth.

Puff!

He was stunned. When he came to his senses again, he looked beside him, and Qin Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

He retracted his arm like a conditioned reflex and took a few steps back.

Shi Siming, who was originally grabbed by himself, had a strange hole in his chest at some point, completely penetrated his body.

The flames continued to spread around the hole, swallowing his body madly.

"Huorong, you must die a good death."

Shi Siming wailed in pain, his body and soul were swallowed by the flames and quickly turned into a ball of ashes.

Qin Cheng stared at Huo Rong, and his solemn expression surged for the first time.

From Huo Rong raising his hand to Shi Siming's death, he did not see any trajectory of the flames flying over, and he did not even have the opportunity to set up defense measures.

It was as if Huo Rong raised his hand, and Shi Siming died across the endless rivers.

"What is this method?"

"I didn't see clearly how Huo Rong killed Shi Siming at all."

"Is it actually Qin Cheng who killed Shi Siming and he is cooperating with Huo Rong?"

When the monks saw this scene, they were shocked.

They also just saw the flames in Huo Rong's hands, and the next moment, Shi Siming was burned to pieces.

"It is the power of the origin, the means of combining space and time, and it is very similar to my saint's finger."

Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes, and never expected that Huo Rong, who was not astonishingly, could also understand these two origins.

However, there are still some differences between the two.

If you take action yourself, you don’t need to sacrifice the flame first. In terms of power, Huo Rong’s flame range is larger, and his own is more condensed.

This Huo Rong is far stronger than I thought.

Qin Cheng even felt that even if Shi Siming was not seriously injured, he could not handle Huo Rong's move.

"Qincheng, are you okay?"

Su Wan flew to Qincheng at this time, with a solemn expression, and instantly condensed a thick ice wall, blocking it from all directions.

She was worried that Huo Rong would attack Qin Cheng again.

However, Huo Rong quickly put away the flames. Qin Cheng noticed keenly that Huo Rong's face turned slightly white.

"Qincheng, Shi Siming deserves to be killed by death. You probably won't mind if I kill him."


Chapter completed!