The storm raged on, battering the building, relentlessly destroying its walls, and sending countless stone fragments flying. In just a few seconds, the exterior of the building was so damaged it became riddled with holes, with large chunks falling off and crashing onto the street below.
After just a few seconds of attack, Zi Liyuan's face turned as cold as ice, the rage in his eyes seeming to explode.
Jiang Tianyou was not weak at all. His various attacks were all elegantly and calmly dodged by the opponent's movements. Amidst the hail of bullets, he walked as if in a leisure garden, unscathed, avoiding all spell attacks and even managing to draw his bow and shoot arrows while dodging, hitting Lao Tie with precise shots that dealt nearly a thousand points of damage.
"Hmph, you think you can kill Lao Tie? You're dreaming!"
