"Bastard!"
"Madmen!"
"A pack of madmen!"
In the sky, Elder Chen was so furious that he stomped his feet repeatedly. The situation was already spiraling out of control.
Seeing the brothers he had trained alongside for so many years die miserably, warrior commander Du Tong's eyes instantly reddened.
"Kill!"
"Show no mercy! Kill them all!"
A blade flashed like lightning as it hacked toward Liu Feng, who stood at the very front.
The terrifying aura of a World King Realm Eighth Heaven expert left Liu Feng, whose cultivation was only at the early Mystic Palace Realm, unable to muster even the faintest thought of resistance.
The gap in power was simply too vast.
Liu Feng could not even see the trajectory of that blade.
In that instant, Liu Feng's eyes widened. Ye Zhen's figure, his father and mother's hopeful faces, and his elder brother's wary gaze all flashed through his mind like meteors.
Originally, he had still wanted to...
But now, everything was about to end.
Deep down, Liu Feng still felt some regret.
He did not want this. He did not want his life to end like this. He still had greater ambitions.
Yet if what had just happened were to happen again, he would still give that same mad command and still fight with his life on the line.
He did not regret that command.
Even wild grass, when it withered, had to wither in an earth-shattering blaze, stabbing the feet that trampled it until blood streamed freely!
That was Liu Feng!
The lightning-fast blade was about to cleave Liu Feng into dust!
But at that very moment, Elder Chen, the Dao realm expert in the sky, widened his eyes again. He suddenly stretched out a hand and, before Du Tong's blade could strike Liu Feng, seized the