She used a secret technique. Whenever the black-robed man was kicked, his true body would be kicked as well. The two of them suffered together!
She thought that true body must be very "excited" right now.
The black-robed man fell silent, his eyes somewhat unfocused.
"Let's go. Let's look around somewhere else."
Hua Yiyang had lost interest.
The two left.
The black-robed man clutched his buttocks and had just tried to stand when someone suddenly pulled a sack over his head.
The sack had been specially made, sealing off all his senses.
Then, his already agonizingly painful buttocks suffered another heavy blow, even fiercer than before!
"Who was it?" Those kicks did not feel like Hua Yiyang's or Tan Xuelan's. Nor would the two of them go to such lengths. Who else could it be?
Judging by the number of kicks, there was more than one person.
Unfortunately, they slipped away right after kicking him.
"I won't let this go!" The black-robed man gritted his teeth inwardly. This was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered.
He would definitely reclaim his dignity!
"Heh heh heh!" He suddenly laughed. Though he had been kicked for so long, his strength had improved tremendously. These people's power was truly exquisite!
Just as the black-robed man was about to stand, endless battle intent suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, bearing down across the skies.
"Why did the Battle King get out so quickly?" The black-robed man frowned. He had gone to great lengths to temporarily restrain the Battle King, yet the Battle King had broken free so soon.
There was no need to think about it—the battle intent crushing heaven and earth belonged to the Battle King!
At this moment, the Battle King had arrived and was looking down at him coldly.
Tan