Su Yi saw that not far away was a man who appeared to be over fifty years of age.
He was furiously chastising Su Yi with loud shouts.
From the man's aura, Su Yi could tell.
This was a master, a true master.
Perhaps even he might not be a match for such a master.
"So, you must be the Hall Master of Dragon Phoenix Hall,"
Su Yi asked with an icy expression.
The other party's face was gloomy, especially after seeing the scene of dead bodies everywhere.
He was extremely angry.
"You are indeed very arrogant, daring to attack my Dragon Phoenix Hall alone."
"It seems you really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"
The Dragon Phoenix Hall's Hall Master roared with reddened eyes.
The surviving elders and disciples of Dragon Phoenix Hall around him helped each other stand up.
They looked at Su Yi negotiating with their Hall Master.
"Hmph, indeed I don't know how to write the word 'death'."
"Why don't you teach me?"
