Long Fei looked at Chu Feng awkwardly, such things are hard to say.
He frowned at Sect Master Mystic Moon and said, "Do I really have to say it?"
Mystic Moon rebuked, "Nonsense, just say it when you're told!"
Long Fei, embarrassed, pushed it onto Chu Feng and said, "Batian, you say it!"
Chu Feng snickered, "My brother said that you have a great figure, very voluptuous, very womanly."
Sect Master Mystic Moon's face turned completely red. Despite being a sect leader, she couldn't hold back her emotions, unable to control the anger in her heart, she shouted, "You two little beasts, looking for death!"
She raised a palm, her hand gathering moonlight, transforming into a white moonlight handprint, and slammed it fiercely towards Long Fei and Chu Feng.
Long Fei and Chu Feng dodged backward, both striking a palm simultaneously.
The two gales collided with Mystic Moon's handprint, and with a thunderous crash, a fierce wind abruptly swirled around the arena.
