"You!"
When the guards felt Li Tian's pressure, their expressions changed slightly. It wasn't that Li Tian's pressure was strong, but that it was overbearing, too overbearing.
"Li Tian, let's go."
Fatty immediately stood up. If this battle continued, it would attract more guards, and they would court death by returning to that damned place.
It would be better for the heavens to strike them to death with a bolt of lightning.
Li Tian didn't really want to fight. He squinted his eyes and instantly retracted his aura. It was like a receding tide, leaving no trace behind.
"Who is this guy? It's so powerful!"
The people around them were whispering to each other. They all looked at the mysterious cloaked men, suddenly interested in them.
Zhang Yong swallowed his saliva. From what Li Tian had just done, he wasn't sure if he could win. He turned around and looked at the guards. Their faces were also dark.
"Who are you?"
