Mo Fei Yu considered it a humiliation that he didn't kill Ling Xiao in one move.
He didn't want any blemish on his life.
Seeing the murderous intent Mo Fei Yu showed towards Ling Xiao, Shen Chong shifted from anger to excitement.
In the Eight Immortals Mountain, everyone knew Mo Fei Yu's temper. Even the Sect Leader couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted.
Killing someone who just passed the test was nothing. Not even a Lower Eight Immortals Disciple. Certainly, no one would blame Mo Fei Yu.
That's the difference.
What he dared not do, Mo Fei Yu dared.
Lin Mao frowned and said, "Brother Mo, I'm afraid this action is not appropriate. This kid is quite talented, and may become a pillar of our Eight Immortals Mountain in the future. Killing him now would be a great pity."
"Shut up!"
"Slap!"
Mo Fei Yu coldly shouted, giving Lin Mao a slap, knocking him to the ground with two teeth knocked out, bleeding profusely.
