Just as Li Xiaoqiang was in a daze, Ti Cheng charged at him again, roaring wildly, "Go to Hell!"
All that could be seen was the Wolf Fang Club in his hand smashing down on where Li Xiaoqiang had been standing.
"Boom!"
The ground cracked open, dust flying everywhere, and Li Xiaoqiang was blasted away by the Wolf Fang Club.
"Argh!"
This time, while airborne, Li Xiaoqiang spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Bang!"
Li Xiaoqiang's body, like a ball, was flung far across the ground.
Li Xiaoqiang lay on the ground, feeling his arm was crippled, with his blood and qi churning continuously.
His head in a fog, he stared at the approaching werewolf Ti Cheng and thought to himself, "It seems a Great Luo Golden Immortal is indeed beyond my capability."
Ti Cheng walked on the ground, causing it to tremble faintly, and sneered coldly, "You haven't broken through to True Immortal, of course, you're no match for me! After killing my people, you must pay with your life!"
