The Siblings Slay Their Enemy with Their Own Hands

Jiang Fan merely shook his head.

"Nothing but lies!"

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, landing on Wu Fengnian's face.

"What a coincidence!"

"Just now, while you were trying to deceive me, I used a tiny bit of Spiritual Power!"

"And happened to catch your mental fluctuations!"

"I have to admit, you certainly made your story sound heartfelt and moving enough to bring tears to one's eyes!"

"But a lie is still a lie in the end!"

"No matter how good your acting is, you can never escape your true nature!"

Wu Fengnian's expression changed drastically at those words.

"You're a Psychic?"

Jiang Fan raised his brows but said nothing.

He merely relaxed his hand, and Wu Fengnian's body instantly broke free of his control and fell toward the ground.

Wu Fengnian adjusted his posture in midair, trying to maintain his balance.

Yet just as he began to move, Jiang Fan, high in the air, gently pressed down with his palm.

Boom!

A heaven-splitting force came crashing down from above.

The pressure was immense, surpassing even that of anyone Wu Fengnian had ever seen.

"Oh no! A great expert!"

On Tulip Star, although Wulan City was a nation of Martial Cultivators, the overall level of martial arts was actually not very high.

The strongest fighter on the entire planet was only Level 8.

Even compared with a Barbaric Planet like Blue Star, it was nothing impressive.

However, as members of the uppermost stratum of this planet, they did have opportunities to meet great figures from the Qiyuan Star Domain.

Those Martial Arts Masters whose strength surpassed that of Tulip Star were all existences they could never afford to provoke.

They uniformly called such people great experts.

Jiang Fan had merely made a casual move, yet the pressure he