Xia Feng kicked down with one foot after another, his hands still folded across his chest, forcibly driving him from the sky to the ground!
"Trash is trash, and still dares to boast shamelessly?!"
Xia Feng's eyes became even colder, and his voice echoed across the entire battlefield.
"Didn't you say you wanted to use the Emperor's Son of the Great Xia Empire as a sacrificial flag? Now I'm right in front of you, so what can you, this trash, do to me?!"
The Ten Top Grade Saintesses stopped in mid-air, all turning to look at the Celestial Martial Grand General with icy expressions.
This Cai Feng was audacious beyond belief, insulting their husband like this.
If it weren't for the fact that they were currently only at Half-Emperor Cultivation, the ten of them would have already gone up and torn him to pieces.
"You, you..."
The Celestial Martial Grand General, infuriated, clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of filthy blood.
