Standing on top of the car, Hong Deren clasped his hands behind his back, looking at Yang Fan as if he were a prey he was determined to catch, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't bring out your Soul Eater now, you'll never have the chance."
At this moment, Yang Fan knew that the Soul Eater was his only choice.
"As you wish, I'll let you witness the legendary Soul Eater."
Yang Fan's words had barely ended when the red Soul Eater shot out like lightning, flying towards Hong Deren atop the car.
Hong Deren dared not be careless; fortunately, this youngster was still inexperienced and had not reached the level of the formidable Elder Wuxin who once dominated the Jianghu.
He leaped from the car roof and dodged the Soul Eater, with his entire figure swiftly darting towards Yang Fan like a phantom, delivering a powerful palm strike towards Yang Fan's chest mercilessly.
The palm wind howled, and the air surged around them.
