814 The Killing

On the empty field, Ling Xian's expression was rigidly cold and his killer's intent flared.

The Refine Sword Peak leader's expression was emotionless. As if he had just seen a ghost, his expression was full of disbelief.

Xia Hou Lin, whose face was half crushed by Ling Xian, was full of satisfaction. As if he had just found his backbone, his arrogance was limitless.

What could he do, his uncle was the leader of the Refine Sword Peak, an important figure of the Wan Jian House. Naturally, he was full of confidence.

Just then, he began to shout, "Uncle, he is the one who hit me, kill him for me! Quickly!"

Then, Xia Hou Lin stared at Ling Xian. His bloody face contained only arrogance and disdain.

"Fella, you are dead meat. My uncle is the leader of the Refine Sword Peak. You dared to hit me, he will for sure chop your corpse into pieces!"