Liu Mang's fist collided with the Mad Monk's, and a very domineering aura emanated from the Mad Monk's fist, almost overwhelming him.
Both men staggered back a few steps. The Mad Monk was also worse for wear, staring intensely at Liu Mang, "I never thought I would have the chance to witness the real Dragon God Fist in this lifetime. What a pity, you're so young, you're definitely not seasoned enough. Today, you've met me, and your demise is certain!"
Liu Mang clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "Such big words, I'd like to see what real skills those from the Great Saint Sky Xuan Temple have."
Before the Mad Monk could act, a blurred figure rushed to his side. The female Ninja, with a dagger in hand, swiftly and silently approached him, stabbing towards the back of his neck.
