He felt that Saber Mountain No. 9 was different from the rest.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Feng flew down from the 128th mountain.
He rushed towards Saber Mountain 9 with all his might.
He did not notice at all.
Not far away, on a mountain peak, two blood-colored figures were watching his departing figure.
One of them had a Mogan-style blond hair and fiddled with it from time to time.
As for the other person, he was much calmer. He carried a broadsword on his back and a hundred weapons could be seen faintly in his eyes.
The two of them were No. 10 and No. 2.
They had been observing Chu Feng for three days.
Chu Feng knew nothing about this.
The blondie recalled Chu Feng's slash and smacked his lips.
"Second Brother, how did you teach that kid? His improvement is too fast! He even has your demeanor!"
