Chapter 822: Silver Needle to the Forehead!

"This is where your grave lies, get down here!"

The icy voice almost resonated through the heavens, causing a shudder to run through the body of the Southeast Asian man, but still, he retreated without heed to anything else!

Simply because this youngster was more troublesome than expected!

A battle was fundamentally out of the question!

Once he returned to the old ancestor, letting the ancestor take action personally, this man wouldn't have a place to be buried when he died!

"Whoosh!"

A horrifying force swept over, and the Southeast Asian youth felt something grab his ankle, his face undergoing a drastic change.

But it was already too late!

The powerful force of being torn away pulled him down directly.

"Bang!"

His body heavily crashed onto the ground, fracturing the surface, showing how tremendous Ren Feifan's strength had just been.