Qin Lie, who was nearly half the size of Feng Lun, had, with an incredible impact, actually sent Feng Lun flying. How was this possible? How could such a skinny body hide this kind of power that was reminiscent of a primitive savage beast?
Without waiting for Ling Feng to react, Qin Lie’s seemingly small body, with no hesitation whatsoever, struck at Feng Lun again like an extremely sharp sword!
At this moment, Feng Lun, with a mouth full of blood, couldn’t even stand up. He could only fearfully and desperately crawl backwards…
“That first time by the campfire, I had wanted to kill you right then and there due to the cheapness of your mouth. Now I have fulfilled my desire.”
Qin Lie lowly muttered one sentence and then immediately rushed forward again. A stone beneath his foot suddenly exploded as his body flew into the air. As if he were wielding the power of the lightning from the Ninth Heaven, he came crashing down.
“Pssh!”
Qin Lie viciously impaled Feng Jie’s short spear into Feng Lun’s chest, nailing him onto the ground.
If one suddenly glanced over, Feng Lun would seem to be a giant toad which had been nailed in place by a giant nail, his expression ugly and miserable.
“Gurg!”
Feng Lun’s mouth foamed with blood, his body twitching as the light in his eyes gradually