Before Dao Feng charged towards the sea surface, he had already secretly communicated with Monk and Kang Village, taking the lead to strike and engage in combat with Wang Hao. This would allow the other two to observe from the side, and if the situation went awry, they would join the fight.
The two opponents faced each other, just standing on the sea surface where today the wind was not strong, and the waves were not high, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere around them.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this oppressive atmosphere that today the sea seemed exceptionally calm.
Under Wang Hao's clairvoyant capabilities, nothing could be hidden.
Dao Feng's strength was close to the peak of the True Martial Realm, and yet it was not perfect; the True Yuan within his body had not yet reached saturation.
Dao Feng's eyebrows shot up, his long saber slanted as he chopped, carrying the wild aura of his blade as he rushed towards Wang Hao.
