Mu Feiyang pointed his sword at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing with a cold glint, and said coldly, "Draw your sword and fight me!"
A chilling Sword Intent swept forth, and Mu Feiyang's cold gaze was like a tangible force, fiercely directed at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, glancing at Mu Renjie on the side, and said with a disdainful smile, "You might as well attack together, otherwise, if a prominent Peak Emperor ambushes someone as young as me, wouldn't it be laughable?"
"Kid, there's no need for such provocation. With Feiyang's action, you won't stand a chance."
Mu Renjie leaped back over ten feet, watching with cold detachment, quite confident in the talent of his Mu family.
"Well, I hope you won't regret it!"
Ling Feng gave a cold smile, his sword light flickering in his hand, and beckoned to Mu Feiyang with a finger, "Come on!"
"Three moves, and I'll destroy you!"
