Fairy Fei Ling couldn’t bear it any longer. What did she see? Her maids were convulsing under Chu Feng’s feet. They had been beaten badly and were gasping less.
In addition, Chu Feng was still “Kicking sandbags”as he spoke.
Swoosh!
Fairy Fei Ling leaped onto the arena and appeared in front of Chu Feng. She expressionlessly asked him to show mercy at his feet.
“It’s not impossible to keep them alive, but what if I catch you?”Chu Feng asked.
In the eyes of others, this was recklessness. He was going against the young emissary from the Yang Realm and was going to fight to the death. How could he possibly win and still want to live?
“If you can beat me, then you can do whatever you want!”Fairy Fei Ling was very happy. It stemmed from her confidence in her own strength. She wasn’t an ordinary saint.
“Really, I’ll do whatever I Want?”Chu Feng was all smiles. His eyes were narrowed into a crescent shape.
