Swallow Your Anger!

He tore through space and headed towards the battlefield. After learning the details from the trembling host, his expression was dark and ugly.

On the battlefield, one had to take responsibility for one's own life and death. This was the rule. However, under normal circumstances, within the same realm, it should be their own son who killed someone else.

Killed by a single sword?

He Feiyang chuckled coldly.

"Haha! What a weird thing was it! You killed my son with a single sword. Since that's the case, don't even think about living anymore!"

After He Feiyang sent a spirit talisman to the He family, he immediately took a step forward. With a cold gaze, he tore through space, and a destructive aura emanated from him as he descended upon the Middle Saint Academy.

"Who is Xiao Hong? Get your ass out here!"

"I am urging you on your way!"

"Boom!"

The aura of a sage expert burst forth.