Ye Feng gritted his teeth through the pain, retreating about ten steps before he used his left hand to support his right shoulder, and looked coldly at the white-browed elder.
"They say you're so formidable, but in my eyes, you're nothing special." Seeing Ye Feng in agonizing pain, the white-browed elder sneered with mockery.
Ye Feng stared coldly at the white-browed elder, while a red glow flashed across his chest, swiftly healing his wounds and greatly alleviating his pain.
"Who exactly are you? Have I heard of you before?" To drag out the time, Ye Feng looked coldly at his opponent and asked in a deep voice.
"Ha ha! Who am I? I'm the headquarters elder of the Sky Wrath Organization. Do you think I wouldn't know you?" The white-browed elder laughed heartily without suspicion and answered proudly.
