"Courting death!"
The cold-faced man frowned, his eyes blazing with killing intent.
In the next instant, the cold-faced man made his move, attacking Ling Feng.
"Let's see who dies?"
With a light chuckle, Ling Feng flipped his wrist, Ten Directions Annihilation, and with one sword, cut off one of the cold-faced man's hands.
"Wha...what?"
The cold-faced man's pupils contracted suddenly, and from Ling Feng's body, the naturally emitted Sword Intent actually made him involuntarily feel a sense of terror!
That feeling of being locked onto by a Hell Shura made the cold-faced man's expression extremely grave. He no longer dared to be careless, and a sword appeared in his hand. He lifted it and slashed down, the sword light tearing through the sky as if it would slice the heavens apart.
"Kid, no matter what abilities you have, today, you will die!"
With a low roar, the cold-faced man had already slashed out a sword fiercely.
