"Senior Brother Feng, don't be polite with him, kill him in one move!"
"This bastard killed Elder Gu's daughter and grandson, and just a few days ago he killed Senior Brother Wu Ying. Today we must use his life to pay tribute to our compatriots in the Celestial Sword Sect who died at his hands!"
"Yuan Polu and Liu Meng'Er might have already succumbed to the poison. Once we kill him, the Spirit Martial System of Cangxing Martial Arts Academy will have no successors left, hahaha!"
These people still don't know that the poison affecting Yuan Polu and Liu Meng'Er has already been dealt with; this matter has not yet been made public.
Feng Wei looked at Ye Chen with a cold gaze and said, "Earlier I was unprepared, allowing you to gain the upper hand. From now on, I will not give you even the slightest chance!"
As his words fell.
Feng Wei flew up.
The Sword Intent of Dripping Water burst forth, with vast rivers and seas manifesting within his sword light.
