"Xing'er!"
Seeing Yuwen Xing's right arm shattered by a terrifying force, Yuwen Kui and Yuwen Lie Feng grew increasingly panicked, fearing Yuwen Xing might die from being unable to withstand Feng Wuchen's power.
"Damn brat! Stop!" Yuwen Lie Feng's piercing roar shook the air.
Watching their son and grandson being tormented, their hearts bled, yet they were powerless, a torment worse than death.
"Is Young Master Yuwen going to lose? Such a frightening power, and that kid is beating him."
"Young Master Yuwen's right arm is shattered, he can't hold on, he's truly hit a wall this time by encountering such a formidable foe."
"Will Young Master Yuwen be killed? No one can help him now."
As they watched the fierce, merciless clash in the void, the city cultivators grew increasingly fearful, casting wary glances at Feng Wuchen.
"His arm was destroyed by me, yet he can still stand, it seems to have no effect on him, indeed his willpower is strong." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
