The elite warriors of the Celestial Troops had all seen Xiao Qiang take action that day and understood his power, yet they were the most formidable iron-blooded troops of Huaxia, always made up of true Foundation Building experts. How could they possibly avoid battle?
The surging power of seven men burst forth, overwhelming and terrifying, yet giving a suffocating sensation.
The corners of Xiao Qiang's mouth lifted slightly as he spoke in a light tone, "If you don't want to come out and collect corpses, keep your men in line, for whoever I strike will surely die."
The rain intensified, and lightning flashed incessantly, dazzling everyone's eyes.
A cold voice came from inside the house, "Let him in!"
A cold smile appeared on Xiao Qiang's lips as he strode in.
Inside the house sat three people, one of whom was Fu Bin from the Celestial Troops, his face pale and his vitality weak, clearly still recovering from injuries sustained a few days earlier.
