Within the smoke came the angry voice of the silent banshee.
In fact, the Nine-Headed Serpent and various evil creatures had long started their assault.
Right when Xue An was entangled with the silent banshee and stripped of his vision.
Everyone on the battlefield noticed the anomaly, with those like Huyue and Chu Wuxiang nearby rushing over.
But just as they moved, they saw an old man with mouse whiskers and a lewd face blocking their way.
He bared his large yellow teeth and let out a cackling laugh.
"Don't rush, your opponent is me!"
"Get lost!" Chu Wuxiang roared and punched without hesitation.
Boom!
The punch was powerful enough to shatter a mountain peak, but it suddenly stopped right in front of the old man.
Because at that moment, a flash of brilliance appeared in the old man's eyes, and Chu Wuxiang felt his entire arm go numb.
