Though his heart was full of questions, Tie Li still chose to charge straight ahead.
He believed that any schemes or tricks would be crushed before absolute power.
As long as that little girl Tang Ya died, everything would be over.
His iron arms continued their relentless advance.
But in the next instant, Tie Li saw a black shadow flash before his eyes. A black-robed man abruptly appeared in front of Tang Ya and caught his all-out strike with effortless ease. Then a pair of shriveled hands clamped around Tie Li's neck and lifted him into the air.
"Cough, cough..."
Strange choking sounds escaped Tie Li's mouth, and his face flushed crimson.
He struggled with all four limbs, but could not break free of the old man's grip.
"Little girl, shall I do it, or will you?"
The black-robed man spoke in a somewhat aged, hoarse voice.
Tang Ya stared at Tie Li with hatred in her eyes. "Of course I'll kill my enemy with my own hands."
The black-robed man chuckled. "As you wish."
As he spoke, streams of pitch-black energy passed from his hands into Tie Li's body, instantly sealing his cultivation. Even his limbs could no longer move.
Then Tie Li was tossed to the ground like a dead dog.
"Kill me if you have the guts, little girl!" Tie Li roared savagely at Tang Ya. "Come on! If I so much as furrow my brow, I'll take your surname!"
"Heh. Hehehe. Letting you die outright would be far too kind."
Tang Ya swept a hand across her waist, and handfuls of golden light flew from her fingers, landing on Tie Li's body.
They were Tang Sect Hidden Weapons-Dragon Whisker Needles.
Once the Dragon Whisker Needles entered his flesh, they swiftly returned to their original shape, leaving