"It's nothing."
Chu Feng shook his head.
He took a deep breath, forcing his weary soul,
his gaze swept over the people from the Four Great Ancient Forces.
"If you have any more tricks, use them all."
"If not."
"Today, you will all die!!!"
Chu Feng shouted with a murderous look.
For a moment, the faces of the people from the Four Great Ancient Forces turned very ugly.
The Ice Hall Master, Lei Zhen Tian, and Murong Clan Elder all wore gloomy and heavy expressions.
They never imagined,
that this Son of the Mad Dragon had become so monstrously terrifying.
Even the ancestors of these four mighty Ancient Forces were instantaneously killed and heavily injured.
How could they possibly contend with him?
"Retreat!!!"
The Ice Hall Master shouted directly.
"Kill!!!"
Chu Feng shouted immediately.
Wei Fu and his group charged out directly.
Thud!!!
Instantly, the Murong Clan elder was pierced through the chest by Wei Fu's palm, blood splattering out.
