Qing and Niu Steps on Feng (3)

He had returned to where his companion was. However, he wasn't very close. Instead, he was hundreds of feet away. His internals rumbled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale and his expression was gloomy, looking like his vital qi had been damaged.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, why can't you even suppress two Nihility cultivators?"

Lan Yao, who was hundreds of feet away, hadn't made a move. At this moment, her eyes flickered slightly. Although she was shocked, she suppressed it and slowly spoke.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Lan, why are you asking when you already know the answer? You also saw the attacks of these two brats. They aren't ordinary people and are especially good at joint attacks."

"And your words, it's nothing more than trying to provoke me, wanting to see what trump cards I have. There's no need to use such tricks."

Feng replied gloomily.

Lan Yao chuckled.