The words of the two made Du Fei's eyes narrow slightly. A faint chill gradually emanated from his eyes. Then, a very cold voice slowly emerged from his lips, "If you don't want to die, then get lost!"

In mid-air, the two black-robed figures exchanged glances upon hearing this. A cold intent emerged in their eyes. Then, the leading figure sneered, revealing a grin. "A brat at the fifth-grade hgh-level of the Martial Master Realm, although I don't know how, you managed to ...