"Just now, I believe I heard you say that you wanted to kill me?" Lin Feng slowly paced forward, stopping about five meters in front of Wang Jian. The Silver Water Sword, with its tip pointing downward, emitted a faint silver glow under the moonlight.
In the woods outside Shuiduizi Village, it was now extremely quiet. The occasional noise from wild animals passing through the bushes would also be silenced after a moment.
Wang Jian was filled with panic. He rolled over and immediately stood up, holding a scimitar aimed at Lin Feng. However, his right hand, gripping the scimitar, was shaking uncontrollably. Was it because he had been shaken by the Spirit Essence, or was it fear?
But now, Wang Jian had lost his previous arrogance and calm. The enemy in front of him was a Heaven Level expert capable of emitting Sword Aura and could take his life at any moment. Facing such a person, what capital did Wang Jian have to remain arrogant and composed?
