Jian Yi at this moment only felt that everything had been seized by that Jian Feng.
The splendor and glory that should have belonged to him years later.
The beauty he had longed for countless days and nights!
But at this moment, that Jian Feng!
"No! I don't! I don't want it!"
At this moment, Jian Yi was roaring furiously in his heart.
In the training ground, formless, icy sword intent had begun to crisscross around Jian Yi's whole body.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sounds of sonic booms continued to echo in the training ground.
Formless swords repeatedly slashed onto the ground of the training ground.
Fortunately, the Jian Family's training ground was not an ordinary one; it was built specifically for Jian Family Martial Artists to train, made of extremely hard materials, incomparable to typical training grounds.
Under the onslaught of formless swords from Jian Yi, not a single crack appeared on the ground.
