The mere Wentian Army is naturally not taken seriously by Lin Feng.
But Sun Xitong was evidently frightened.
She looked at Lin Feng, her voice trembling, and said, "Run quickly, we'll try to hold them off for a while, maybe you can escape."
"Escape? Why escape? They're just small fries, what's there to fear?" Lin Feng said indifferently.
Seeing Lin Feng's unwillingness to leave, Sun Xitong was so anxious that she almost began to cry.
It didn't take long before the members of Wentian Army caught up with them.
Then, a three to four thousand Wentian Army soldiers surrounded Lin Feng and others heavily.
"Boy, was it you who killed my brother-in-law, Zhang Qiang?" Ma Tianyuan glared at Lin Feng, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
This Ma Tianyuan himself was the Supreme Loose Cultivator of North Sea, a figure of considerable renown in his day.
Life and death were decided.
In a single thought.
He had quite the aura of authority.
