"Thud." Young Master Lin and Chu Chuan simultaneously coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Master."
The Lin Family Martial Artists were immediately startled.
But before they could take any action, they were already locked in by a cold killing intent.
Ye Liu's indifferent eyes stared directly at this group of Martial Artists.
It wasn't any Martial Technique or method, simply a terrifying killing intent.
"Ye Liu, and Xiao Yi as well," Young Master Lin, clutching his chest, stood up.
"Good, very good."
"Today you humiliate the Lin Family. In the future, this will be repaid a hundredfold. Let's go."
Young Master Lin and Chu Chuan, after leaving behind a fierce statement, made as if to depart.
"Still daring to talk tough," Ye Liu's expression turned cold.
"Do you really think your Thousand Wind Lin Family amounts to something?"
"This being the Wind Saint Territory, I'll let it slide. But in any other place, arrogant fools like you would have died a hundred times over."
