The person on the plane most familiar with Shen Feng was none other than Wang Anxiong.
However, when he saw the talismans Shen Feng was drawing, which actually stabilized the plummeting plane for a smooth landing, his heart rate sped up uncontrollably. What kind of heaven-defying method was this? He was so excited that he couldn't speak. He felt fortunate to have formed a relationship with such a person and was even more envious that Xu Dong was Shen Feng's disciple.
With a "bang!"
The brush, stained red with Shen Feng's blood, finally burst on its own.
This sound brought everyone back to their senses. Tian Li slapped himself hard like a fool. Only after wincing from the pain did he realize that everything he witnessed wasn't an illusion. What had he just seen? How powerful a technique was this! Magical talismans actually existed in this world?
