But it doesn't matter to Feng Yun. Nor he feared powerful enemies, nor he lacked high-ranked techniques. Feng Yun just needed to open his mouth, the sect master would give him as many high-ranked martial skills as he wanted.
As more and more cracks appeared in the white screen shield, the more scorching heat rushed at Deng Xiaojian, his appeared already become awful.
Seeing Feng Yun didn't have any intention of sparing his life. Deng Xiaojian closed his eyes in despair. He was hating Feng Yun, his heart was filled with killing intent. At the same time, he was regretful, regretting why he had provoked Feng Yun and ended up like this.
Chacha!
Finally, the white screen is broken, and the fire wheel directly hits Deng Xiaojian. Like a meteor, he dropped on the street, life and death were unknown.
