The dark-faced man was shocked inside. Although his punch did not contain Sacred Qi, it did gather all his Demon Qi, equivalent to a full-strength strike.
Yet, even such a full force punch was easily resolved by Fang Lin, which was something the dark-faced man found hard to accept.
"Looking at you, you must be from the Black Tiger clan, what's your name?" Fang Lin asked with a smile.
The dark-faced man gritted his teeth and did not answer, striking again with a low growl from his throat, like that of a fierce tiger.
In the next moment, the dark-faced man moved like the wind, with an air of solemn killing intent, rushing straight towards Fang Lin.
Both palms struck out, with Demon Qi forming sharp tiger claws, capable of tearing apart the body of any Martial Artist below the fifth level of Spirit Bone.
If it were someone else, faced with such an aggressive onslaught from the dark-faced man, they would likely dodge, not daring to confront him head-on.
