Do You Know Me? Haili's Fear

Seeing the three join forces like this, Chen Feng felt a certain pressure.

He had rarely fought cultivators. When he encountered enemies, he either killed them instantly or couldn't beat them.

He still lacked combat experience.

The three had coordinated almost perfectly in an instant. Even if he blocked the illusory longsword Qian Caiying had unleashed, he wouldn't be able to dodge the formation's attack from the sky.

Not to mention the Golden Core cultivator behind him, waiting for a chance to strike.

If anyone else faced this kind of siege, even a Middle Golden Core cultivator would probably have to use a life-saving measure to escape.

Unfortunately for these people, they had run into him.

Ignoring the illusory longsword slashing toward him, Chen Feng formed a Spiritual Qi Blade in his right hand and sent it straight at the Golden Core expert holding the formation compass.

This Golden Core cultivator, who specialized in formations, was bound to cause him greater trouble.

Chen Feng knew nothing about the art of formations, but someone skilled in them was sure to have plenty of methods at his disposal.

He had to deal with him first.

The Spiritual Qi Blade was so fast that the sound of it slicing through the air rang out the moment it flew.

The old man operating the formation compass immediately noticed the Spiritual Qi Blade Chen Feng had sent at him.

Low-level cultivators might not have been able to see it, but Golden Core cultivators could detect it with their Spiritual Sense.

The old man had never expected Chen Feng to dare launch an attack of his own while under such an onslaught.

Was he trying to fight them to the death?

With no time to think, the old man holding the compass immediately lit up with