As Yang Fei's last words echoed in the void, the atmosphere at the scene tensed to a breaking point.
Hu Shilong, Li Zhengyi, and other members of the Martial Alliance all wore a heavy look, and many even had faces filled with shock and horror.
They felt a terrifying aura of death!
Yes, it wasn't an intent to kill, but an aura of death!
It was as if they were not facing a battle-hardened killing god, but rather a death god who could take away their lives at any moment.
Especially for Hu Shilong.
Standing at the forefront, he was the first to feel the aura emanating from Yang Fei.
The overwhelming momentum that surged like a landslide made him feel a threat of death he had never experienced before.
In the young man's eyes, he saw a thick intent to kill.
He was certain that if he were to make a move against Yang Fei, the young man would surely go berserk, and today's place would definitely turn into a river of blood!
