Tu Fei saw Mo Shangfengling, Xiao Xuan'er and others were very young, presumably not very old, with a disdainful expression on his face, dismissing them.
People like them being so young, how strong can they be? There's no need to take them seriously! Without the backing of the Bai family, Jingyue Pavilion is just a small sect that can be crushed at any time, what climate can it form?
Determined, the cold arrogance and disdain on Tu Fei's face grew stronger, his figure moved, and two palm shadows directly blasted forward, fierce and terrifying, accompanied by a howling destructive wind!
Mu Rutian let out a cold snort, moved his feet, and similarly raised both palms to blast towards Tu Fei opposite.
"Boom..."
A loud crash.
The four palm shadows clashed together, producing a thunderous crash.
