"Break!"
Chen Feng's Red Sky thrust forward, slicing through the Purple Mist before charging at Li Changsheng.
"Come!"
Li Changsheng beckoned with his hand, and the cleaved Purple Mist instantly returned to him, confronting Chen Feng.
In his hands, the Purple Mist was obviously much tougher than before.
Chen Feng's blade came crashing down, only to be blocked!
"Let me show you what true Purple Mist is!"
Li Changsheng suddenly became arrogant, with the Purple Mist dancing around his hands like a dragon, continuously lunging at Chen Feng.
Cling! Cling!
Chen Feng used Red Sky to repel the Purple Mist again and again, but momentarily he couldn't break through the Purple Mist to reach Li Changsheng's body.
The two exchanged blows over a hundred times, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Whoosh!
Li Changsheng suddenly took the initiative to retreat, his eyes sharply fixed on Chen Feng.
"My major cultivation is in Divine Sense!"
