Fellow Daoist Lin, that female cultivator is yours. I'll go test myself against one of the top ten on the Earthly Ranking, then come back and join forces with you to kill her.
Turning to glance at Lin Yu, Qin Fengming smiled faintly. His expression was utterly calm as he spoke.
It seemed that battling a cultivator ranked seventh on the Earthly Ranking had not put the slightest pressure on him.
Looking at the young cultivator before him, a streak of pride suddenly surged within Lin Yu. His gaze sharpened, and his voice turned grim, carrying an exceptionally resolute tone. "You'd better worry about yourself first, Fellow Daoist. As for that female cultivator, you needn't trouble yourself with her."
Lin Yu was ranked forty-ninth on the Earthly Ranking. If he could not even defeat someone ranked fifty-third, then he would be utterly useless.
Qin Fengming merely smiled and said nothing more. His lips moved slightly as he sent a quiet transmission to Ji Dongjue and several leading cultivators. Then his figure flickered, and he sped off in the direction Dang Ke had taken.
His speed was so fast that it was in no way inferior to Dang Ke's, who had already vanished into the white mist.
One ahead and one behind, the two figures soon disappeared from everyone's spiritual sense.
"Madam Huang Li, I imagine you also wish to avenge your two juniors. This Lin will give you an opportunity. Let's go to the side and have a match." Watching Qin Fengming leave, the aura around Lin Yu suddenly erupted. A terrifying, savage air gushed forth as he looked at the female cultivator before him and spoke calmly.
Madam Huang Li naturally knew by now that the murderer who had slain her two nephews was no ordinary cultivator. He was