After a single exchange.
Feng Mofeng, the Fourth Elder of the Heavenly Fate Sect, looked even more astonished.
He had been famous for many years, rampaging through Yan Dang Mountain with scarcely an opponent, and as an elder of the Heavenly Fate Sect, he had rarely seen sword intent so fierce.
With that palm strike just now, he knew he had not underestimated the two of them. He had used eighty percent of his cultivation, and remembering the sect master's instructions before his departure, he had struck with extreme speed, intending to catch them off guard!
It had been countless years since he had fought so seriously.
Yet unexpectedly.
These two young men before him not only possessed abundant combat experience and had instantly counterattacked without the slightest panic, but also wielded sword intent beyond imagination.
After that exchange, he had deeply felt the sharp, grim killing aura within their sword intent. Without countless life-and-death battles of repeated tempering, it would have been impossible to attain such mastery!
These two were so young, yet their cultivation had already reached the Heavenly Sun Realm, and they even possessed such sword intent. With so many extraordinary qualities gathered in them, they could indeed be called monsters!
Since when had Yan Dang Mountain produced two such extraordinary figures?
Even someone like Feng Mofeng was greatly alarmed, and a trace of wariness surfaced in his eyes!
In contrast.
Yi Feng and the black-clad young man appeared far more relaxed.
After the battle just now, they had clearly realized that the gap between them was not as great as they had imagined. Although this old man was slightly stronger in realm, he was not a full level above them. If the two of them joined forces, they might not lack a chance of victory.
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