Whoosh!
Yi Feng shot into the air, his cry as sharp as an arrow loosed from the bow!
Though he had flown up alone from the ground, he made every figure in the sky feel immense pressure. Liu Haotian had already snapped awake, with none of his earlier contempt remaining.
Witnessing such a decisive attack, no matter how arrogant he was, he now understood that his opponent's cultivation far exceeded his expectations.
His opponent had effortlessly blocked his full-force strike. If they truly fought, he stood no chance of victory!
Who could have imagined that the mere Northern Desert Barren Domain harbored such an expert?
This time, he had truly been careless!
Seeing that a great battle was unavoidable, Liu Haotian's expression turned somewhat grave. Yet he managed to maintain his bearing as he raised a hand and called out.
"Sir, wait!"
The sudden words made Yi Feng narrow his eyes and stare at him.
"No matter what you say, today's battle cannot be avoided!"
Yi Feng had been thoroughly enraged by this guy.
This fellow had put on airs for so long that Yi Feng had thought him some formidable figure. In the end, he was just an embroidered pillow—no real ability, only knowing how to show off. Wasn't that damned irritating?
No matter what, he had to beat him senseless!
Facing Yi Feng's resolute fighting intent, Liu Haotian actually laughed.
"Heh heh..."
"Your cultivation is indeed impressive, sir, and worthy of admiration. But I come from Meteor God Palace. The consequences of fighting or not fighting are not something you can bear!"
"If you insist on making a move, and the upper echelons of Meteor God Palace are alerted in the future, then no matter how strong your cultivation is, you absolutely cannot handle a clash at that