Moreover, Qi Feiyu and others were from the Dynasty, naturally, no one was willing to interfere.
In the sky, Qi Feiyu's face turned pale, and due to the intense pain, his visage twisted somewhat.
"How is this possible? How could you, a mere ant at the Great Martial Master level, injure me?"
Qi Feiyu's eyes, venomous like a snake's, were fixed on Lin Feng as he roared in anger.
Lin Feng sneered at his words—the other party had been injured by him and still had the nerve to call him an ant.
"I've said it before, in my eyes, you are but an ant as well!"
Lin Feng stated coldly.
"You're courting death!"
Rage consumed Qi Feiyu, and he moved his spear, ready to strike again!
"Elder Brother Qi!"
At that moment, the two who came with Qi Feiyu hastily stepped forward to stop him.
"Elder Brother Qi, this person is very strong, and you're injured now, it's not suitable to fight any longer!"
One of them spoke.
