Chen Feng looked at the elder in black before him, his gaze filled with murderous intent. He stood suspended in the air, holding Red Sky in his hand, the blade's tip pointing at the black-clothed elder, and said with a cold voice, "Words are useless, let's fight!"
The elder in black, facing the murderous Chen Feng, was also filled with immense anger. How dare such a junior be so arrogant in front of him?
In the blink of an eye, he had made up his mind.
Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in the elder's hand, and a dark feather fan appeared. At the same time, his gaze hardened, and an invisible force emerged around his body, then began to surge violently like a towering Spiritual Power vortex.
Soon after, this power was all concentrated on the dark feather fan, and the terrifying force started trembling around him.
The elder in black looked at Chen Feng and shouted loudly, "Die!"
As he spoke.
