"It seems the Saint Heir of the Leng Tribe is very angry, huh!"
A mocking voice rang out across the opposite bank of the stream, revealing a number of figures, and these figures seemed to be quite a few.
Yi Xiaofei's gaze fell upon them, exactly ten people in total.
"People from the Ji Clan!"
The members of the Leng Tribe recognized the attire of the newcomers, who didn't seem to have concealed their identities.
These fellows were from the Ji Clan!
"Seeking death!"
With the Dragon Pattern Ring in use, these ten individuals, each remarkable in strength, nine at the Eleventh Heavenly Layer and the middle-aged man leading them had even reached the Twelve Layers Sky Realm.
They must have come prepared. Now that they had exposed their whereabouts, it was clear someone had tipped them off.
He shot forward, no need for wasted words, as these guys had killed his people.
In Yi Xiaofei's eyes, only four words remained, "Blood debt, blood repayment!"
