"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The fierce collisions continued incessantly, and the white-haired elder grew more alarmed the more they fought. He was now contemplating retreat, but how could the Four-headed Giant Snake, and Shi Feng standing proudly atop it, allow him to flee?
According to Shi Feng, since this undying old man came seeking death himself, how could he let him withdraw as he wished?
Those who offend me, those who want to kill me, can just go ahead and die. That's Shi Feng!
"Uncle Yee! You can't really be losing to this monstrous snake, can you?" Even though the distant youth was a useless waste, he could now see that the elder he called Uncle Yee was gradually falling behind, showing signs of being suppressed by the Four-headed Giant Snake.
"Young Lord, run quickly!" The elder, now struggling to fend off the attacks, realized upon hearing the young man's words that there was still this little ancestor behind him, and he hurriedly shouted again.
