"Hahaha, kid, you're definitely dead this time!"
The Fifth Elder's face flashed with an incredibly fierce color as he laughed uproariously, "Today, I will have to skin you and slice you to pieces to satiate the hatred in my heart!"
But Ling Feng didn't show any sign of feeling besieged. A cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed, disappearing in front of the Third Elder.
The Third Elder sneered, "Just a Magnetic Condensation Realm practitioner comparing speed with me—"
Before he could finish his sentence, a cry of alarm came from not far away. It was the voice of the Fifth Elder.
"You... how... could you..."
His voice abruptly ceased as a pitch-black long sword pierced through his chest, directly stabbing through the Fifth Elder's heart!
