Since joining the Power Sect, Zhao Zhenfeng had never suffered such humiliation as he did today.
At this moment, he only wanted to quickly eliminate these Holy Sect scums, delve deep into the lake to catch the attacker, and beat them to death alive.
Thus,
after quickly observing the surrounding environment,
Whoosh!
Zhao Zhenfeng's figure turned into a red phantom, rapidly closing in on the Holy Sect members nearby.
In the blink of an eye, he had traversed several hundred meters, rushing into the enemy ranks.
"Not good—"
A monkey-faced man looked horrified, seeing only a flash of red light before him.
The next second,
his body burst into blood and scattered in all directions.
Zhao Zhenfeng did not stop, heading straight for the next target.
But at this moment,
"Woohoo!!!"
An excited strange cry sounded from above.
Accompanied by the whistling sound of heavy objects rubbing against the air.
