Elder Brother Hai's body movement technique, once combined with his Black Panther Martial Spirit, became incredibly enigmatic. Though it wasn't quite on par with Ling Xiao's technique, it was still quite close.
Ling Xiao needed to expend several more moves to completely capture his trajectory.
Stunned for a moment when his initial attack didn't succeed, Elder Brother Hai.
He clearly hadn't anticipated Ling Xiao's body to be so tough. At that instant, he wondered if Ling Xiao was wearing some kind of defensive magical treasure.
A glint of greed flickered in his eyes.
However, this greedy glint vanished in a moment because Ling Xiao's palm wind attacked again.
This palm strike, roaring as it came, with the vague shape of a horse face within it, even faintly mixed with whinnying sounds, disturbing the mind.
"Hmph, you're too slow, don't even think about hitting me!"
The voice of pride echoed from all directions.
