Lizi Said!
Looking at Wang Hu's righteous expression, the black-clad men instinctively searched through their memories of the past several years. Who exactly was Lizi?
This was a name spoken by Young Master White Tiger Huang Baifu. He was certainly no nobody.
Yet no matter how they searched, they still could not find the slightest information about "Lizi" in their memories of the long years.
"Young Master White Tiger seems a little off."
The black-clad men began whispering among themselves.
"Could it be that he has reached some kind of agreement with the Administration Bureau... and is now standing on the Bureau's side?"
After all, Wang Hu had personally saved Bu Bugao and kicked the Black Tiger demon Youwen to death only moments ago—and afterward, he had even shouted at everyone to stop.
The more they thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"Attack!" one of the black-clad men suddenly shouted.
He immediately rushed forward, striking with all his might as he attacked Wang Hu. At the same time, two others rapidly retreated to the edge of the pit and repeatedly cast refining incantations into it.
Seeing a Man in Black charging wildly at him, Wang Hu instinctively raised his arm to block.
The Man in Black's attack was immensely powerful. After blocking the blow, Wang Hu's legs sank directly into the earth. With a roar, Wang Hu swung his arm.
There was no technique behind it, and even his demonic power was barely functioning. It was simply brute force.
Yet that brute force sent the Man in Black flying as though he had been struck by a train. Wang Hu's sweeping arm blasted him backward.
The man flipped through the air before landing. His palm clawed into the ground, tearing out a claw mark more than ten meters