Chen Feng, thrown sideways, rocketed into a large tree, snapping it clean in two.
But when Chen Feng landed, he was far from embarrassed.
He hit the ground in a flamboyantly stylish way, landing steady and sure.
"Well, well, lad, not bad,"
He Jinglei took a swig from his wine flask, eyeing Chen Feng.
"You damned... how could you ambush me? Shameless."
Chen Feng glared at He Jinglei.
"Hm? Are you cursing me?"
He Jinglei slowly set his wine flask aside.
The seven sitting and cultivating couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.
This newcomer, who even dared to curse King of Hell He, his end would definitely be pathetic.
"Sister, do you think he will be punished by having his arm or leg broken?"
Among the seven, the younger sister of the twin sisters, softly asked her older sister.
The older sister's eyes were calm, saying, "Don't talk too much, just watch."
"Geez, why are you so serious?"
