"This sword is not bad," Yin Siming praised.
The golden divine sword was a middle-grade divine weapon. Such a good thing was probably rare even in the entire eastern region.
After looking at it for a while, Yin Siming put it away.
Then, he glanced coldly at Wei Cangming and the others in the distance. His gaze especially lingered on Wei Qingfeng for a few moments.
"Wei Cangming, kill that person."
Suddenly, Yin Siming pointed at Wei Qingfeng.
What?
Upon hearing this, both Wei Qingfeng and Wei Cangming were shocked.
"Grand Elder, save me! Grand Heavenly Master, please spare my life. I...!"
Thump!
Wei Qingfeng was so scared that he knelt and kowtowed Yin Siming crazily.
Unfortunately, the latter was completely indifferent.
"Grand Heavenly Master, Wei Qingfeng..."
"Why? Do you want me to do it myself?"
Whoosh!
