"It seems that you intend to take care of this matter."
Yan Dequan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Chen Fei. The surrounding temperature seemed to have turned cold following Yan Dequan's words.
"Break!"
Chen Fei roared, and the air that seemed to be condensing around him suddenly shattered. Looking around again, there was no drop in temperature. Everything that had happened just now was an illusion.
Yan Dequan's expression changed slightly. This kind of soundlessly dragging a person into an illusion was the ultimate technique of their Resisting Evil lineage. He did not expect that Chen Fei would break it before it could even took effect.
"Since you've meddled so much, then go to hell!"
Yan Dequan roared angrily. Hundreds of Sly Hands appeared behind him. Yan Dequan pointed forward with his right hand, and the Sly Hands disappeared. When they reappeared, they had already covered Chen Fei's entire body.