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Eyes blazing, sharp as a sword.
Ye Feng had never seen such an elder, who did not show any signs of old age; on the contrary, he exuded a vigor that suggested he could hold his ground against any foe, an invincible aura that seemed to say he was a one-man blockade that a myriad of enemies couldn't breach.
"Who are you?"
White Brows gently slapped the back of the bird, and the Cloud Eagle soared into the sky.
"Ye Feng, the person who's come to kill you."
Ye Feng looked up at the Cloud Eagle in the sky and said coldly.
"You're not old, but you're quite arrogant."
"It's indeed the fearlessness of youth. Let this old man break your legs and see if you dare to spout such nonsense."
The battle was about to erupt.
As White Brows flung his sleeves, three pebbles lifted from the ground, turning into sharp arrows shooting towards Ye Feng's heart, while he himself moved in a flash, his hands forming eagle claws as he attacked in the pose of a roc spreading its wings.
Kill!
