C783 Anger due to Wind

In the blink of an eye, the Feng Residence had cut down a God Realm cultivator. The long sword left no marks on the sword's blade as it slashed across the neck. The only thing left was a mottled trail of blood, attesting to the bloodstained elegance.

In front of him, there were still two Young Lords and two God Realm warriors who felt chills run down their spines