Si Shifeng was startled, then angrily said, "Qin Yu, what did you say?"
Qin Yu sneered and said, "Your internal qi is as weak as an ant. I almost killed you last time, but you don't seem to remember. Why? Are you here courting death again?"
Si Shifeng was filled with surging battle intent instantly. He stepped forward and shouted, "Qin Yu, do you think you're invincible among your peers? I, Si Shifeng, am not afraid of you!"
"Forget it! Otherwise, you'll easily lose your life," Qin Yu said coldly.
At this moment, the elderly man standing behind Si Shifeng stepped forward. The Holy Power on his body slowly spread out.
He was a real True Saint with terrifying strength. Even a wisp of his Holy Power that casually seeped out would surpass a Saint Weapon!
Even Qin Yu felt a trace of pressure.
He seemed to be using this wisp of internal qi to warn Qin Yu. However, Qin Yu could not be bothered.