Qin Feng looked at the Xifu Sect disciples disappearing, slightly curled his lips, and clenched his fists. That terrible fist suddenly smashed downwards. Suddenly, a scream echoed through the forest.
He glanced indifferently at the corpse at his feet, Qin Feng gently licked his lips, a hint of a bloodthirsty expression appearing on his face. "If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me. The Xifu Sect wants to kill me. Hmph, Five Forces won't be enough, you're not even close!"
Only a few could truly threaten him, from top to bottom of the Xifu Sect, and not to mention he had two amulets to return to Yuan Country.
In the dense mountain forest, a member of the West Gate was fleeing in embarrassment. Occasionally, he would glance at the dark forest behind him with a look of fear. It seemed as if fierce beasts were chasing after him.
