Yang Yan was suddenly startled, quickly turning his head to look.
He didn't sense at all when someone appeared behind him.
If this person was an enemy and had launched an attack just now, he would have been done for.
Looking back, he saw a slim young man coldly staring at him.
As he concentrated his inner power to sense, Yang Yan suddenly burst into laughter.
Because he discovered that his opponent was just an ordinary Seventh Stage Evolver.
A Seventh Stage Evolver who was not even as strong as Wei Feng.
"Carry me out? Just with you?"
Yang Yan sneered.
"Even Wei Feng is not my opponent. Where did you get the strength to talk to me like this?"
"Today, I'll let you see. I will make a move against him, and what can you do about it?"
Saying this, a sly smile appeared on Yang Yan's lips. He fiercely aimed the fan in his hand at Wei Feng's wrist, seemingly intending to cut Wei Feng's tendons.