Rumble rumble rumble rumble…
With five continuous roars, five enormous Martial Wheels behind Zhang Feng emitted dazzling light, spreading outward.
The aura around him transformed into a storm, making Zhang Feng appear like a Martial God riding the wild wind.
At this moment, his desperate fighting spirit pushed his willpower to its peak, causing even Lin Feng nearby to tremble uncontrollably.
Witnessing this, Chu Nan's eyes brightened; the stronger Zhang Feng's Wind Martial Intent, the more excited he became.
The gale wrapped around the sword blade, and Zhang Feng coldly said to Chu Nan, "Chu Nan, even a Divine Light Realm Martial Artist would temporarily avoid this next sword stroke."
"To die under this sword, you can rest in peace."
In the crisis of life and death, Zhang Feng's mind was clearer than ever, and his understanding of Wind Martial Intent was even improving.
