The gale raged within the tavern, invisible blade aura, like a tempest, looming over Luo Feng.
Luo Feng had already released his Soul Power. Every change in his surroundings was vividly reflected in his mind. He pushed the Teng Dragon's Step to its limits, his figure dashing through the surging blade aura.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The sharp sounds of tearing wind echoed ceaselessly. The space surrounding Luo Feng—the tables, chairs, and walls—were all riddled with countless holes by the blade glow, leaving no intact spot.
L Luo Feng's eyes were sharp. He dashed through the dense blade light, unscathed.
"He is formidable!"
Everyone in the tavern, including Duanmu Lei's four subordinates, were stunned and speechless at the scene before them.
