The trash of Medicine King Valley.
Chu Fengmian's words made the voices present settle down immediately.
The atmosphere became as heavy as ice.
"Such an arrogant brat."
"Interesting, truly interesting."
"I have no idea where this madman came from."
Other than the disciples from Medicine King Valley, the other martial artists, upon hearing Chu Fengmian's words, began to chatter among themselves.
Their expressions, however, were ones preparing to enjoy a show.
And the faces of the disciples from Medicine King Valley, upon hearing the chatter, turned from cold to furious.
They never expected that Chu Fengmian dared to speak like this. Since when did anyone dare to challenge the prestige of the seven major sects?
"Trash? Dare to call us the trash of Medicine King Valley? Brat, you are truly arrogant!"
The old ancestor of Medicine King Valley who spoke before was absolutely furious, and his spiritual power erupted completely.
"Die for me!"
