"Qin Fen?" King Biancheng's voice was very rough. He looked at Qin Fen, who was not moving, from top to bottom. There was only a slight surprise in his eyes, "The Qin Fen who rose like a comet six months ago and disappeared all of a sudden? The Qin Fen who killed Li Xianglong at the Golden Triangle not long ago?"
Lu Dongbin nodded with a grave expression, only to get a sneer from King Biancheng in return. Every couple of years, there will be some batches of the so-called genius young generations, but how many of them can actually threaten the old generation's strong martial artists?
The younger generation was more likely to be believed by others, and the little bit of success achieved by them will be blown out of proportion! King Biancheng judged Qin Fen, and with his majestic figure, he looked down at Qin Fen, "When you went to kill Li Xianglong, how many people went with you?"