Chapter 449: Purple Mist

"Ha!"

"Chen Feng, you're overestimating yourself! You must be exhausted from breaking the formation, hardly a match for the three of us now! Today, I'll avenge Zhang for his defeat!"

Li Changsheng scoffed, the dust whisk in his hand stirring without any wind, exuding a sharp aura.

He was indeed close with Zhang Xiaotian, but so-called avenging Zhang Xiaotian was likely just an excuse.

The real purpose was just to keep me here because once I get out and recover, he's not confident he can deal with me!

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, he was indeed greatly weakened, but this did not mean he was afraid of Li Changsheng and the other two.

"Amitabha."

"This poor monk wishes to lead this benefactor to reincarnation."

Long Putuo seemed to gleam with a Buddha's light, speaking out loud.

Xie Yan remained silent, simply drawing his long sword, the sword Qi resonating, filled with killing intent.

"You... shameless!"