Li Feng looked ahead.
As the opponent landed, the war qi around him instantly tossed pedestrians to the ground. The opponent appeared very young, with slightly upturned lips showing a hint of wickedness. His physique was not the burly type but was rather well-proportioned.
The pedestrians who were flipped over initially felt a bit angry since anyone would be annoyed at being suddenly flipped over when walking peacefully. But just as they were about to lift their heads and curse, the insulting words were swallowed back down.
"Net Street Tiger, it's Net Street Tiger."
Someone shouted, and the previously flipped pedestrians scrambled to flee in panic, as if seeing a plague god.
In just a blink, half the street emptied, and although the shops on either side couldn't close in time, the shop assistants and shopkeepers inside quickly hid away.
Meanwhile, the arrogant Dragon Tiger Sect disciples pursuing from behind blocked the path behind Li Feng and his companions tightly.
