The fierce winds were rampant, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
A dark cloud drifted from the horizon, obscuring the crescent moon. In an instant, the world turned pitch black.
Two figures floated high above, they were Gao Fei and Iron Bull.
The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, their expressions cold, emanating a murderous aura.
"You're sent by He Hentian, aren't you!" Gao Fei stared at Iron Bull and slowly said.
"Cut the crap and prepare to die!" Iron Bull, confident that his Cultivation was stronger than Gao Fei's, didn't bother to use a Weapon, choosing to confront Gao Fei bare-handed. His complacency, however, cost him dearly.
