William saw Yang Fei's change of expression, burst into loud laughter, then abruptly stopped and spoke coolly.
"In fact, I'm already quite surprised that you can take one of my moves and still survive. I didn't expect an ant at the Transcending the Divine level to have such cultivation."
As he spoke, the shadow of the whip in his hand became chaotic, and in an instant, there were nine whips, swinging in the air, indeed like nine snakes.
The glaring barbed hooks made one's heart tremble.
Yang Fei snorted, "What's so great about the Nine-Headed Hydra... Nuannuan, run!"
He suddenly shouted, turned around, held Qianqian's waist, and fled.
William saw this guy about to make a serious move, but suddenly turned to run, feeling both angry and amused.
He shouted, "Can you really run away?"
As he spoke, the long whips lashed out, extending infinitely, like nine pythons, chasing after Yang Fei and Nuannuan.
