God Emperor

Five silver claws, all three feet long, sent out five beams of sharp power waves. Zhang Ruochen was about to be ripped into shreds.

Boom.

Zhang Ruochen was still sitting cross-legged on the ground while Feng Han flew out instead. Even the five silver claws had broken. His palm was bloody.

Without him realizing, a burly man had appeared before Zhang Ruochen. Dressed in black armor, he stood firmly on the ground, radiating murderous desire.

He was the one whod broken Feng Hans claws and sent him flying.

Feng Han landed hundreds of feet away. Blood trickled from his lips. When he glanced at the man standing before Zhang Ruochen, his face paled. “First Senior Brother…”

The soldierly man clad in black was indeed Sword Saint Xuanjis first disciple, Saint Qingxiao.

After Huang Yanchen told him the truth, hed followed the traces Zhang Ruochen had left behind and hurried over. Thankfully, hed arrived just in time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Saint Qingxiaos eyes were like two bolts of lightning. Staring at Feng Hans four silver wings, extreme fury burned in him. “Seventh Junior Sister told me that Masters death is connected to you. I didnt want to believe this at first. If I hadnt seen with my own eyes, how would I know that youre a Vampire? Bastard, where is Masters body?”

Feng Han retreated continuously while smiling. “If you want to know where Masters body is, you can ask Sixth Junior Brother. He should know.”

Saint Qingxiao grew doubtful. He glanced at Zhang Ruochen in the distance from the corner of his vision.

Now was the time.

Feng Han used this chance to spread his four silver wings. He transformed into a beam of silver light and shot into the sky.

“You dare escape?”