"Young Master Feng! Well done! These shameless people need to be taught a lesson!"
"Young Master Feng! Kill this shameless scoundrel!"
"That's right! Kill him! Kill him!"
The disciples of the Wushuang Divine Palace kept cursing incessantly, each filled with rage, wishing they could tear Futian Sheng apart.
Though they knew Futian's identity, Feng Wuchen's identity was even more terrifying, and they felt no fear towards the Xinghun Divine Palace.
As the Star Soul Realm's top genius, using such despicable methods as hidden weapons was truly disgraceful.
"I absolutely won't let you off!" Futian glared fiercely at Feng Wuchen, looking as terrifying as a demon.
"Whoosh!"
"Bang!"
With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuchen sent a wisp of black flame shooting forward, instantly burning Futian's severed arm to ashes.
"You bastard!" Futian thundered in rage, losing all rationality, and with his right hand gathered terrifying power, slapped it towards Feng Wuchen.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
