150 Heavenly Pride under the Knife

"Hiss..."

"This?" The onlooking crowd gasped in shock, exchanging uneasy glances.

Like Senior Sister Yan, most of them specialized in sword techniques and were devout followers of North Wind, thus fully understanding the profound significance the "sword" held for the North Wind followers.

The young swordsman's words were a barefaced insult.

Bu Qingfeng indeed lost his composure, his face contorted with rage as he yelled, "Shut up! You shut your fucking mouth!"

"Hoosh~"

Bu Qingfeng's feet stirred the wind as he rapidly lunged towards Lu Ran.

North Wind Divine Skill·Breeze Dance!

Publicly humiliated in front of a large audience, Bu Qingfeng no longer cared about anything.

Being disciples selected by Second-class God·North Wind Blade, of course, they were all exceptionally talented!

Such people were usually looked upon with admiration wherever they went, showered in flattery and praise, when had they ever been ridiculed like this?