At Xiang's command, someone immediately made a move. The first to attack was Xiang Zhou, who had been preparing to dig out the Island King Whale's Inner Core.
Xiang Meng certainly would not let Lu Feng go, but the gap between their cultivation realms was too great. Xiang Fu was unwilling to bully the weak with superior strength, so wanted the younger generation to act instead. All Xiang Fu needed to do was keep their opponent from escaping.
Xiang Zhou was Xiang's son and a renowned expert among the Witch Clan's younger generation. Naturally, he understood the intention.
His kick carried terrifying force, sweeping toward Lu Feng like wild thunder racing on the wind.
With a resounding bang, Lu Feng did not budge. Instead, Xiang Zhou was thrown back.
The Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner's defense was unparalleled. Even a Daluo Golden Immortal could not break through it directly. Powerful though Xiang Zhou was, he could do nothing against it.
Still, the force behind that kick sent a shudder through Lu Feng's heart. Without the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, he would probably have been gravely injured. His opponent was also extraordinarily fast, nearly matching his Yan'e Drunken Immortal Steps.
"What a treasure! Take another punch from me!" Rather than getting angry, Xiang Zhou was delighted. His fighting spirit surged, as though his blood had been set ablaze.
A massive fist hurtled toward Lu Feng. A golden ring around Xiang Zhou's arm released dense black light that enveloped him, filling Lu Feng with dread.
The Witch Clan truly was powerful. No wonder they dared claim they had sprung from the Pangu Bloodline. This man's strength probably already surpassed Liu Ziqian and the others.
Seeing that his opponent had no intention of holding back, Lu Feng hardened his heart;
He, too, threw caution