Ye Feng was surprised. It had been three whole years. For three full years, not a single person had been able to leave a mark on him, but today, Ye Feng had actually been wounded, and he felt somewhat powerless.
Ye Feng, although he remained calm, also felt a headache coming on. It was just as Huang Quan had said, even if Ye Feng launched an attack comparable to a Divine Realm warrior, it was likely that Huang Quan could block it. However, Ye Feng was unable to withstand Huang Quan's attacks.
"Go to hell!" Huang Quan roared angrily, gripping his giant sword and slicing it down toward Ye Feng's neck.
This time, he aimed to strike Ye Feng dead, to cut off his airway with one swift blow. Doing so would ensure that Ye Feng could no longer survive.