The icy voice, as if emanating from Nine Serenities Hell, was filled with a deathly stillness and piercing cold that made the likes of Tiangou and his comrades shiver uncontrollably!
Before Tiangou and his comrades could even react, Ye Xunhuan had made his move.
"Whoosh!"
His terrifying speed brought a gust of wind, and in just a flash, Ye Xunhuan was already in front of Tiangou, his sharply defined face filled with an indifferent hue.
"Swipe!"
Ye Xunhuan's right hand suddenly spread open into a claw, reaching for Tiangou.
With one swipe, the air in front of him was torn apart, and a dense aura of death enveloped Tiangou.
Tiangou almost instinctively stretched out his arms to block!
"Bang!"
The moment Tiangou's arms made contact with Ye Xunhuan's right claw, it felt as if he had hit an iron rod, not only numbing his arm but also causing his palms to throb with pain.
This change caused Tiangou's face to drastically alter, just as he thought to retreat.
