"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can a cultivator at the Little Tree Realm Mid-Stage be so powerful?"
The Fengyun Gate disciples lying on the ground in disarray were filled with shock and anger, their eyes full of awe.
"Ah... I'll kill you."
Feng Bayu emerged from the rubble and mud, shouting madly.
A sharp little sword shot out from his mouth, carrying an overwhelming murderous aura.
This sword was peculiar, emitting the aura of the wind, accompanied by clouds all over the sky.
Its true momentum was overwhelming.
Extremely terrifying.
"Whoosh..."
The small sword shot through space in the blink of an eye, arriving in front of Zhang Bin, straight towards his eyes.
However, as Zhang Bin tried to block it, the sword suddenly changed direction.
Like lightning, it sank down and fiercely shot at Zhang Bin's heart!
Displaying Feng Bayu's incredibly exquisite sword control ability.
This was something even Zhang Bin secretly admired.
