"Brat! You've got some skills." Ming Xiuluo's face was extremely gloomy, looking like he was ready to devour someone.
"Thank you for the compliment." Feng Wuchen coldly sneered.
"Do you know the consequences of offending this young master?" Ming Xiuluo demanded fiercely, his killing intent surged, yearning to tear Feng Wuchen apart immediately.
"I know you are the son of the Ming Emperor, but I don't know what the consequences might be." Feng Wuchen sneered coldly without any fear on his face.
"The consequence is death!" Ming Xiuluo roared angrily, abruptly unleashing his full power, charging viciously towards Feng Wuchen.
"Is that so?" Feng Wuchen fearlessly countered, his speed rivaling that of Ming Xiuluo.
"Immortal Decision! Xuanming Xiuluo Palm!"
Ming Xiuluo shouted forcefully, as terrifying divine power gathered in his palm, fiercely blasting out, with a grand momentum, his palm wind swirling like a storm.
"Boom!"
