Although the two were far apart,
Ren Feifan was sure that the one riding the Kylin and holding the long spear was Ren Feicheng.
In terms of body shape and facial expression, he looked exactly like Ren Feicheng from years ago!
Arrogant and unrivaled!
However, unlike years ago, the current Ren Feicheng emanated an extremely strong aura, as if he was the most domineering presence between heaven and earth! The tip of the spear was even dripping with fresh blood, flickering with bursts of Spiritual Energy as if he was ready to strike and kill at any moment!
All of this was shocking.
Ren Feifan's Ancient Dust Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as the killing intent slowly erupted, the veins on his hands and neck bulging, and the magnetic field of the space becoming somewhat disrupted. At this moment, a pair of large hands pressed on Ren Feifan's shoulders.
"Quick, leave, this troop is definitely not something we can confront now! It not only includes a Demi-God!"
