Ling Xian was furious. Unprecedentedly furious.
The Qing Ming House had provoked him over and over again, and Mo Jing Lei was obviously not respecting him and was humiliating him at every chance possible. Anyone would be enraged at this.
Therefore, he felt way too lazy to waste time with this man. There was only one word to solve this.
Kill!
HOMMM!
Ling Xian stepped out one step. His white robe and his black hair began to prance in the wind. Similar to the awakening of a real dragon, he held his ground and his power shocked the heavens!
Instantly, Mo Jing Lei's expression froze. He didn't anticipate the young man in front of him to have the cultivation level of a completion peak. Additionally, from that terrifying prowess, he sensed something different.
That aura made him somewhat unsettled. However, he had no time to sit on it because Ling Xian had already approached him similar to a tiger approaching its prey.
"Mo Jing Lei, die!"