"Ji Mingrui!"
"Feng Zhaoqing," he scolded sternly, "stop pretending to be crazy. You killed eight people, including your own mother and brother. It's absolutely insane... and you still want to get out of here?"
"Hmph!"
"Delusional!"
"Roar!"
It seemed that Ji Mingrui was provoked by Feng Zhaoqing's words.
His pupils shone with an eerie red light, and he let out a beast-like roar, pouncing directly at Feng Zhaoqing with incredible speed, even faster than most martial artists who had achieved "Body Refining," Plan!
But what was Feng Zhaoqing's cultivation level?
He lifted his right leg and threw a whip kick directly.
The young man who had pounced on him flew backward with even greater speed and hit the steel-cast wall hard!
Bang!
A dull noise echoed, and the young man slid down the wall with blood in the corner of his mouth. However, he seemed unaware of the pain, like a fierce beast pouncing on its prey. He bared his teeth and growled lowly.
"Master Xu."
