"Fuck! Is this... is this fucking real? Am I not seeing a ghost?!"
Duanmu Zhe rubbed his eyes hard, feeling a strong chill rush from his feet to his head, and his scalp tingled all over!
Although he appeared commanding when scolding Yan Yucheng and the others, in reality, he was more accustomed to hiding like a turtle, rarely taking the initiative to show his face.
Now, relying on the courage given by the family Second Young Master and supported by many experts from the Dark Hall, he mustered the courage to come and witness Jiang Feng's demise in person.
Who would have thought that Jiang Feng was such a monster, having previously massacred twenty Juedian as if it was child's play, now facing twelve Spirit Void and eight Primordial Transformation bare-handed as if it was a walk in the park?!
