"Jian Yi" Blood Man was now also looking at Qin Feng.
"You know me?" Qin Feng also coldly looked at the other person.
"I heard Xie Zhenshan mention you, but whether you know him or not doesn't matter because you're already dead." The blood-soaked man confidently looked at Qin Feng and said, "We should go first, or there'll be no chance."
"Want to kill me?" Qin Feng's sharp eyes squinted for a moment, finally lowering his voice. The long sword, carrying fierce sword qi, slashed through Xie Zhenshan's head.
The blood-soaked man realized Qin's fierce attack and waved his hand. Suddenly, a strong wind rose on the ground. In the tempest, Qin's attack was easily repelled.
"Is this strength?" Stop, Qin Feng. The blood-soaked man coldly laughed and suddenly charged at Qin Feng.
The opponent was too strong. As Qin Feng prepared for full combat, he was reminded of the matter with a gusting wind sound.
"Stop!"
