Faced with Qin Feng's powerful whip-like kick, the elder's face was slightly heavy. But at this moment, he could only resist with all his might, retreating continuously. At this moment, Qin Feng's strength convinced him that the opponent would never be weaker than him, but even if he was stronger, it wouldn't be by much.
"Boy, I'm a member of the Huangfu family. I gave you face, but you don't know what to do!" The elder, who had very little tolerance for alcohol, sneered.
"Face reality?" Qin Feng sneered, "If I wasn't cautious of my own strength, I would have long since killed and taken the treasure. Do you mean to tell me to give you face? Oh, so you can't hold back anymore and want to start?"
Upon hearing this, Huangfu Qumo looked at the elder. It was clear that their strongest power was the Sixth Layer of the Holy Land. Whether they could directly kill and seize the treasure depended on his judgment.
