"Lin Feng, I didn't come for you, but you have delivered yourself to death," Bai Yilong's face was filled with a sinister expression.
He and Lin Feng had indeed become sworn enemies, their mutual hatred growing deeper and deeper.
"Lin Feng has stepped up…"
"Has Lin Feng gone mad? How could he possibly be Bai Yilong's match?"
"Yeah, it seems like he's just asking for death."
Many people were discussing animatedly, with almost no one believing that Lin Feng could win this battle; after all, Bai Yilong was a powerful martial master.
And Lin Feng, although known as a genius, hadn't been cultivating for long and was not expected to easily confront Bai Yilong.
Of course, what was even more essential is that Bai Yilong now controlled two flying swords, and even the mighty Gongsun Changge fell at Bai Yilong's hand—what chance did Lin Feng have to fight against Bai Yilong?
For a moment, there was a buzz of discussion under the stage.