"Is this all the Third Young Master of the Heavenly Sparrow Clan can do? Just this?"
Qin Feng sneered as he watched Zhang Feng continually retreat beneath his blade. With each slash of blade qi, more and more wounds appeared across Zhang Feng's body.
This made Shuang'er, who was holding Luo Yao in the distance, tense up inside. Her heart brimmed with killing intent, and she wished she could rush up and hack Qin Feng into a thousand pieces right now.
How dare Qin Feng? How could he dare?
"Qin Feng, you are far too arrogant, far too full of yourself."
Zhang Feng roared, spinning the spear in his hand. With one thrust, he directly forced Qin Feng back, and then countless spear shadows appeared before Qin Feng's eyes, turning into flickering afterimages.
For a moment, Qin Feng, who had originally held the upper hand, was actually suppressed for a short while. The dense barrage of spear shadows pressed down on him until he could barely breathe.
"So you're panicking already?"
Qin Feng's body kept retreating as he occasionally swung his long blade to block an attack.
He simply watched the immortal power within Zhang Feng's body drain away. Once it had been depleted to a certain point, he could kill him with a backhand strike.
"Once we get out of here, leave none of the Bamboo People alive."
Looking at Qin Feng's smug expression, Zhang Feng spoke casually.
The Bamboo People were merely a small race possessing one galaxy. With just a word from him, the Bamboo People would completely vanish from the Demon Domain by the next day.
As for whether Bamboo People were stationed in other star domains, that was unknown.
"You're courting death."
The moment Zhang Feng said that, Qin Feng became anxious. The Bamboo People