Lin Feng grimaced in pain, the cultivators of the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm were indeed formidable; that strike had almost cost Lin Feng half his life.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly solemn.
Bang...
Rocks pierced the sky.
The next moment, Lin Feng leapt out from the ruins.
"You brat, eleven people! You actually killed eleven of our Death Soldiers; you deserve to die." The Death Soldier Leader's sinister gaze fixed on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng said indifferently, "From the tone of your voice, you must be of the legitimate bloodline of the Helian Family, right? Your life is precious, incomparable to these Death Soldiers. How about you leave, and I'll spare your life?"
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, the Death Soldier Leader's expression instantly darkened. Did this kid really dare to speak of sparing his life?
Did he not realize the situation he was in?
