"Did you kill Duan Yun?"
With a sinister and murderous gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen, Fu Xiangyang asked fiercely.
"I rule the Holy Realm. Entering without my permission, of course, I would kill him." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, fearless.
"What? A great power was killed by Feng Wuchen?" Jinwu Kui and Ghost Soul, along with hundreds of strong practitioners, were startled out of their wits.
One by one, they were dumbfounded, staring at Feng Wuchen with disbelief.
How dare Feng Wuchen kill a great power?
Isn't that too bold?
Does he truly not fear the Immortal Realm?
Is he truly unafraid of an Immortal Realm assault on the Holy Realm?
Feng Wuchen glanced at the over a hundred terrifying practitioners and sneered coldly: "You also entered the Holy Realm without my permission, so you all must die."
"Such bold arrogance!" Jiang Yuhun's old face was extremely gloomy, never having seen such brazen arrogance from a junior.
