"Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Fist! It's you!" Pang Xiong cried in shocked fury.
He did not know who the man before him was, but Yang Zheng, his predecessor, had been killed by someone whose martial dao phenomenon was a giant tortoise.
He had never imagined that the man would dare come to the Crouching Tiger Gang for revenge. Besides, according to the earlier reports, his cultivation should only have been at second heavenly origin. "Roar!"
A tiger's roar came from the distance. The Twin-Horned Tiger rose from a heap of rubble, ferocity blazing in its eyes, and charged toward them.
It stood over ten feet tall, its limbs thicker than large bowls, and every footfall cracked the ground.
I have to finish this quickly. Xu Yang remained silent.
He was not afraid of Pang Xiong and the Twin-Horned Tiger joining forces, but fighting them together would inevitably cost him time. Any prolonged delay could bring unexpected trouble. He had to end this swiftly.
At that thought, he wasted no more time. The Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force thundered into motion.
Twice the combat power!
Xu Yang's entire body shuddered. A violent blast of air erupted, spreading in visible ripples. His already incredible speed rose again, and he vanished from his spot in a flash. He moved too fast for an ordinary second heavenly origin cultivator to track; all they could hear was a piercing sonic boom.
"No!" Pang Xiong's pupils contracted sharply, towering waves of shock crashing through his heart.
The man's aura had suddenly doubled. The terrifying pressure made his scalp crawl.
An aura like that could absolutely crush him with ease.
He wanted to flee, but his opponent was too fast. Like a streak of rolling thunder, Xu Yang closed in within an instant. His pressure battered Pang Xiong's