Ren Feifan's principle was very simple, first kill those who stand in his way, and Ren Feicheng would be the last!
The Huaxia Guardian evidently noticed an odd momentum on Ren Feifan, hurriedly grasped the writing brush behind his back, pinched a spell between his fingers, and with a turn of his wrist, that brush astonishingly transformed into a longsword.
The blade flashed red, and a surge of Death Force violently poured out.
This was one of the Guardian's trump cards.
But the more trump cards he used, the less confident he felt.
Ren Feifan's strength was becoming more and more enigmatic, as if he was completely different from the Ren Feifan from before.
Could it be that this kid had always been hiding his true strength?
Ren Feifan of course noticed the other's gaze upon himself, slightly smiled, somewhat cold.
He had no fondness for the Huaxia Guardians, even saying he felt indifferent wasn't an overstatement.
