Bai Piaopiao and Su Jie both trembled inwardly at the sight.
They knew Yi Feng's cultivation was extraordinary, but they had never imagined he was this powerful!
Their eyes brimming with excitement, the two women landed beside Yi Feng.
"Yi Feng, you're truly too powerful!"
"I never expected your strength to be so terrifying. You defeated Gu Qingcheng in a single move!"
Seeing the two women's excited expressions, as though they were little fangirls.
Yi Feng merely froze for a moment, without the slightest hint of excitement.
Why was Gu Qingcheng so fragile?
He had not even used any force. So how had the man been sent flying...
Lowering his head to look at his right hand, Yi Feng let out a soft sigh.
"Ah..."
When he looked into the distance again, the figure lying in the pit was disheveled, yet even the dust could not conceal the heavy makeup. It truly was that powdered pretty boy!
Defeating a so-called Saint in one move—his cultivation was terrifyingly powerful.
Had anyone else been present, they would likely have been left staring dumbfounded!
It was no wonder the two women were so excited. This was simply too outrageous.
Yi Feng felt no joy whatsoever. Instead, he became increasingly desolate and miserable, as if he had fully recognized his fate, his face devoid of any will to live.
The joys and sorrows of people did not intertwine, and at this moment, that could not have been clearer.
No matter how the two women praised him at his side.
He merely stood there in silence, as if cold water had soaked him through from head to toe, wanting to cry yet unable to shed tears!
Damn it!
His Saint cultivation was confirmed beyond doubt—and it was the ridiculously powerful kind!
I'll XXX your dogshit