Fei Hong had no interest in this long-haired man, and since Hu Shan, his fellow disciple behind him, was still there, he would never leave with them. "Sorry, Fei is used to walking alone. If you have a predestined relationship, let's meet at the center of the iceberg."
After walking out for a while, Fei Hong turned his head to look down, and saw that the long-haired man and Hu Shan were still standing there, as if they were waiting for someone. It seemed that these two people were very confident in their own cultivation.
If there was another comer, then Fei Hong believed that they would still be killed by their sneak attack. He couldn't help shaking his head: If things go on like this, maybe there won't be many left.