"Young man, if I'm not mistaken, you must be at the end of your rope now. Let alone the Seven Extremes Sword Formation, even any random person here could easily defeat you!" Yuan Yangyao looked at Ling Fan, his expression a mix of a smile and not a smile.
"What...what?"
The onlookers wore faces of disbelief, and their gaze towards Ling Fan suddenly carried a strange peculiarity, especially the Hong family elders, who couldn't help but feel eager to try.
Miao Caijing, whose face was ashen, suddenly regained her vitality and murmured to herself, "At this time, could any person here actually kill him?"
Upon seeing his mother's expression, Hong Xin panicked immediately, hastened to grab his mother's arm, and gently shook his head.
This damn thing isn't even clear yet; how reckless to assume such unfounded things, Hong Xin thought bitterly.
Miao Caijing came to her senses and forcefully suppressed the excitement in her heart!
