The Qingmen is indeed unfathomable, even having two Core Formation experts in command, no wonder their sect disciples dare to act recklessly.
Yang Fei sneered slightly, stepping forward to shield Jin Biao.
His eyes fixed on the leading Core Formation expert: "Was it you who secretly harmed others?"
That Core Formation expert had a scar at the corner of his left eye, yet tattooed a vivid gecko there.
At this moment, he grinned hideously, the gecko seemed to be wriggling slightly too.
"So what if it was?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a bewitching red glint flash in Yang Fei's eyes.
A surge of murderous aura emerged, his brain immediately disoriented.
The Core Formation expert was utterly horrified.
In the Martial Arts Realm he reached, his will was as firm as iron, indestructible.
Even if ten thunderbolts struck in clear weather, he would only think of them as ten farts from the heavens, how could a mere glance disturb his mind?
