Although Shi Hai spoke as if it were true, Ye Feng did not take it seriously. In Ye Feng's eyes, Shi Hai was already finished, and he was only trying to scare him.
"Show me what you can do, bring it on." With a cold snort, Ye Feng lunged at Shi Hai again, the power of the Tyrant Fist manifesting on his fist.
Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast. If Shi Hai didn't react in time, he would certainly be hit by Ye Feng's Tyrant Fist.
"Ignorant! Naive!" Seeing Ye Feng's move, Shi Hai snorted coldly and smiled cruelly.
"Not good, he's about to use a forbidden technique." Seeing Shi Hai's action, Shi Cheng had a bad premonition. Because Shi Cheng knew very well that Shi Hai had a very powerful forbidden technique—if hit by it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Ye Feng, run, retreat quickly." Seeing Shi Cheng's serious expression, Shi Chong hurriedly shouted, signaling for Ye Feng to quickly retreat.
