On the field, Chu Feng lashed out with his spear, cracking open the skin of the Blood Clan Marquis, Old Weide, and smashed him into the ground, creating a deep pit.
Where was Old Weide's earlier arrogance? Like a dog that had lost its home, he rolled around in the deep pit, shouting, "I am a Blood Prince, you can't kill me!"
"Nonsense!"
With a thrust of his spear, Chu Feng drove it through his chest.
The long spear pierced halfway into the ground, and the tremendous force caused the surrounding area to collapse further by more than ten meters.
Old Weide was directly turned into a mist of blood, not even leaving a trace behind.
Chu Feng shook his head and sighed, "Damn, he died before the fight could even heat up, that's really unsatisfying."
Ding Xue watched, speechless, thinking to herself how this guy seemed even more violent than Long Fei, fighting like he had gone mad.
