Bang!!
The two palm imprints were sliced apart by the spear blade, but Yang Chen did not press the advantage. Instead, he tapped off the ground, rose into the air, spun around, and snapped his cape behind him.
The next instant, a palm wreathed in dark blue flames brushed past Yang Chen's armor, scorching black fissures into space itself.
Han Feng's expression darkened when his palm strike missed. His eyes narrowed, and without a second thought, he raised his hand again, gathering his Dou Qi and Heavenly Flames before striking back.
Boom!
The surging force made Han Feng's pupils shrink. Looking at the whipping cape, he was utterly horrified. What kind of monster is this guy? Is that bastard Yuan Yi out of his mind, provoking such a violent lunatic?
After just one exchange, Han Feng and the Gold and Silver Elders had already raised their vigilance to one hundred and twenty percent. It might have seemed like only a single round, but the three of them had joined forces and were still being suppressed by one man. Most crucially, this man was only a Dou Wang.
At this moment, the Gold and Silver Elders wanted nothing more than to tear Yuan Yi apart alive. They had only intended to do Han Feng a favor and earn some extra money along the way, yet they had run into such a vicious opponent.
"Yuan Yi, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and capture that little girl!"
Seeing that bastard Yuan Yi still watching from the sidelines, Han Feng was so furious his lungs nearly burst. I brought people to help you fight, and you motherless bastard still have the leisure to watch the show?
Han Feng had misunderstood Yuan Yi. Yuan Yi had initially believed that with the