Tang Zhong fell from the sky like a mighty eagle, descending from above. His feet violently landed in the ruins, forcefully imprinting two footprints, then he stood straight, fixing his gaze ahead.
At this moment, the army of Thirteen Braves was still fleeing continuously.
They dared not battle the Tang Family army anymore.
Several warlords were fleeing together, albeit they were seated within black limousines.
"Damn it, we really had bad luck this time; who would have thought that the Tang Family army could be so sly and calculating, to actually ambush us!"
"That's too despicable!"
"Let's retreat for now, heal up, and then come settle the score with the Tang Family army!"
"Right, I was thinking the same thing!"
"Tyrant Tiger and Madame Spider were too reckless, that's why they got killed!"
Their armies followed behind them.
But suddenly, the limousine came to a screeching stop.
