Fang Zhixing's eyes sparkled with a touch of brilliance, his face full of excitement, and he grinned, "Not bad, not bad at all, spot on! You haven't disappointed me. People from noble clans are indeed very strong!"
Before his words had faded, his body had once again swelled in size.
Suddenly, he had grown to a height of three and a half meters!
"You!"
Feng Xinglu's expression changed drastically, and he was startled, asking in astonishment, "Is this a second transformation?!"
Without hesitation, he instantly unleashed the Black Tiger Divine Power. The Black Tiger Claw shoved aside the Dragon Slayer Treasure Saber, the blade's edge counter-pressing against Fang Zhixing's neck.
But he did not notice that Fang Zhixing's Demon Transformation was not yet over.
Gurgling sounds filled the air~
At Fang Zhixing's back, right at the coccyx, as if tearing apart, blood gushed out crazily, quickly condensing into a thick blood-colored tentacle.
