The Two-Winged White Tiger's words to Li Xiaoqiang made him frown tightly, realizing that this time the White Tiger was determined to kill him. As the White Tiger approached him, the aura of death was suffocating.
Li Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and said, "Are you so confident you can kill me?"
The White Tiger's mouth emitted a cold laugh, saying, "This fang is my innate divine ability; anyone attacked by it will inevitably die unless you are a medic with Earth Fire to dispel the poison. But being a medic requires strong soul power, which not just anyone can possess, and you're a follower of the Demon Path."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoqiang's expression gradually became shrouded in frost.
The Two-Winged White Tiger had calculated everything but had never anticipated that Li Xiaoqiang was a medic. At this moment, the White Tiger was already in front of Li Xiaoqiang, letting out a tiger's roar.
"Roar!"
