"Bang!"
Another punch!
He Xiang instantly retreated, his feet hissing as they dragged two dark scorch marks on the ground. His pupils contracted as he saw a figure break through into his attack range in an instant, elbow smashing fiercely towards his abdomen.
With a forceful expulsion of energy, He Xiang's robust Ghost Wolf Body was sent flying backward for more than a dozen meters, almost two meters off the ground.
While still in mid-air, he saw a silhouette below, chasing like a shooting star after the moon, turning into a blur right beneath him.
Moreover, in that instant, it took a charging stance, a highly dangerous aura surging violently, as if turning into tangible black smoke.
"Blood Axe!"
With a low growl, He Xiang's body spun and lifted a leg high, then slashed down through the air like lightning!
"Bang!!!!!"
Fists and feet collided, invisible shockwaves violently rippled, and gales surged.
