"Since you have such power, why were you still running with me just now!"
Hearing Long Xian's voice behind him, Shi Feng said, "I never ran at all, from beginning to end, it was you who kept pulling me along!"
"Well, that seems to be the case." After listening to Shi Feng's words, although Long Xian felt something was off, it did seem to be the truth, and he nodded thoughtfully.
Not far away, E Niangrong, who had been blown backward by a punch from Shi Feng, suddenly stopped in mid-air, "Ugh!" After stopping, her delicate body shuddered, her throat felt hot, and she reached up to cover it. Immediately, a smear of bright red blood was spat into her palm.
E Niangrong raised her head again, and when she looked at the young man, her face was full of horror and surprise.
Shen Wu, the genius of the Mountain Witch Clan, ranked twelfth among the twelve great warriors, below her rank, yet unexpectedly possessed such powerful battle power!
