Leng Zhiyong was burning with rage. He abruptly raised his head, his gaze burning like a torch as he fixed his eyes on Lěng Yè. Pointing straight ahead, he roared, "You beast! Keeping you alive in this world will only bring ruin to the Leng family. Today, I will finish you off with my own hands!" Before his voice even faded, Zhuge Qianshi's long spear had already lunged forward with lightning speed.
"What's the rush?" Lěng Yè sneered. "I'm standing right here, and yet you dare to ignore me?"
"Get lost!" Leng Zhiyong cursed angrily, violently swinging his sword to easily deflect Zhuge Qianshi's spear.
Chapter 1219