Archery God’s Left Eye

Zhao Feng’s Lightly Floating Ferry had not only reached the high level, his Lightly Micro Step had also consolidated at perfection when he had merged the Flowing Wind Stance with it. There was no one in Sun Feather City who had reached perfection of a high ranked martial art, including the older generation.

“If you’re going to be ungrateful, then don’t blame me for not holding back.” Zhao Feng released his killing intent.

Just now Liu Guirong and the two elders had tried to kill him. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was strong, he might have died.

Just as Liu Guirong had said, Zhao Feng was still too soft-hearted. To be kind to the enemy was to be cruel to yourself.

“Breaking Wind Palm, die…"

Liu Guirong pretended to use his killing move, but in reality, his figure went in the opposite direction.

_Run!_

The two elders reacted as well. By now, they understood the difference between them and Zhao Feng.