"Do you really dare to kill me?"
The Young Master of the Huo family stared wide-eyed as Chu Fengmian pierced through his chest, disbelief clear in his eyes.
This was completely different from what he had imagined.
"Too much nonsense."
Chu Fengmian's mind moved. The Sword Light withdrew; to Chu Fengmian, the Young Master of the Huo family was obviously more beneficial dead.
The bloodline of the flying serpent within his body was what Chu Fengmian needed; as for his identity, it was meaningless to Chu Fengmian.
"The recent battle is likely to attract nearby experts. Let's leave first."
Chu Fengmian glanced around, then waved into the air. The fresh blood of the Young Master of the Huo family was grabbed by Chu Fengmian.
Subsequently, Chu Fengmian's figure disappeared from the spot.
Apart from the marks on the ground, there was almost no trace to indicate such a fierce battle had occurred here.
