A threat from a quasi-Emperor? Even if a true Emperor came to threaten Chu Fengmian, Chu Fengmian wouldn't even frown.
"Even if your father came, I'd kill him too, let him accompany you in burial!"
In the eyes of the Young Alliance Leader, incredulity was evident as the War Dragon's Claw suddenly struck toward him.
The Young Alliance Leader's eyes showed a hint of panic as he urgently tried to retreat, but the speed of Chu Fengmian's War Dragon's Claw was much faster.
"Boom!"
The War Dragon's Claw swept past, shattering the Young Alliance Leader's body on the spot, smashing him to pieces, every inch of his flesh being completely crushed before the War Dragon's Claw.
In this way, all the martial artists of the Desolate Domain Alliance were now completely dead at Chu Fengmian's hands, not a single person could escape.
"Go."
Chu Fengmian glanced around, his body moved, flying directly towards the direction of the imperial capital.
"Damn it, who dares to kill my son!"
