Feng Zhanghong was still harboring vicious thoughts in his heart.
However, what he did not know was that at this very moment, from a tall building about a kilometer away from the Moon Gazing Pavilion, Yán Fēngchuān was observing the situation through a pair of binoculars.
Seeing the members of the Qianji Sect and Liúlí Pavilion nearly wiped out under the slaughter of the Iron-Blood Alliance, even though Yán Fēngchuān had anticipated this outcome, he still couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.
Chapter 378