"Kid, I'm going to kill you!"
Seeing Ling Xiao effortlessly kill Ling Shisan and Ling Jiu, Fei Mu panicked.
Although Ling Shisan and Ling Jiu were nothing more than two dogs that had recently submitted to the Ninja Clan, even when you beat a dog, you must look at its owner.
Fei Yun could tolerate it.
But the hot-tempered Fei Mu couldn't.
Of the Four Great Clans, only he had annihilated the Wang Clan, which showed the extent of his volatile temper and his cruel and fierce nature.
Fei Mu let out a great shout, his body seemingly transforming into a ghost, his face and figure indistinguishable, closing in on Ling Xiao at a terrifying speed.
Ling Xiao had just killed Ling Shisan and Ling Jiu.
For one to slay two veteran Martial Vein Sixth Peak warriors, he definitely qualified as Tianfeng City's number one genius.
But Fei Mu was a Martial Vein Seventh Level martial artist!
Everyone was clear about that.
There are a total of nine Martial Veins.
