"Cough, cough, cough..."
On the ground, amidst the ruins, Chen Fei crawled out from within, his whole body stained with blood, drenched in fresh blood.
His eyes stared intently at Lan Feng on the cliff, murmuring. His pupils sharp and incredibly cold.
No wonder he was about to reach the peak of Minor Heavenly Position; if not for his strong physique, that slap would have nearly killed him.
"You actually survived?" Upon seeing Chen Fei only bloodied and coughing up blood, instead of being half-destroyed like the Lan Family members before, Lan Feng couldn't help but frown and said.
"Why should anything happen to me?" Chen Fei, with disheveled hair, moved his body, his lips twitching slightly. Then, he clenched his palm, and wisps of purple aura began to swirl, filling the gaps in his muscles, glowing brilliantly, dazzling from afar.
