Pop!
Xiao Yifeng waved his hand and the Murong Clan's Second Young Master was sent flying, his body crashing to the ground, blood spewing from his mouth.
"A mere ant-like existence!"
Xiao Yifeng disdainfully said.
Then Xiao Yifeng's gaze swept towards Bi Rou, the woman from the Bishui Clan, and said, "Do you still wish to continue the contest?"
"Miss!"
Upon hearing Xiao Yifeng's words, the two women beside Bi Rou looked at her and spoke up, evidently urging her not to continue competing with Xiao Yifeng.
Previously, they thought their young lady could easily handle Xiao Yifeng, but now it seemed even they were no match for him; his power was too monstrous.
They all suspected that Xiao Yifeng might be some ancient monster who intentionally disguised himself as a young person.
Otherwise, no disciple from the younger generation could possess such terrifying strength.
"I am not your match!"
Bi Rou looked at Xiao Yifeng and said.
"This Celestial Water is yours!"
