"You expect me to just die if you tell me to?
I refuse to do so."
Then, Tang Fei looked towards Shen Xinglan and shouted, "Senior brother, I'm injured... Can you hold on for a while?"
Shen Xinglan glanced at Tang Fei, and without a word, he took his sword and actively charged towards Fen Kuai.
His body transformed into countless shadows in mid-air, and at that moment, the sky also became filled with ghastly winds and heavy with ghostly shadows.
Yet the true form of Shen Xinglan had already concealed itself; each one was him, and at the same time, none were him.
"Ghostly Despair"!
This was a unique movement technique of the Shen Family, and Tang Fei had encountered it before during his fight with Shen Qingping. He had suffered quite a bit due to it.
Fortunately, they had chosen a jungle terrain where he could use the familiar landscape to make up for the shortcomings in his movement technique. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to win that fight so easily...
