Fortunately, Lufang had warned them in time, and everyone was safe and sound.
Bang!
The pitch-black demon burst through the wall, letting out a roar that shook the heavens and earth. His tiger roar actually tore a passage through the sea of blood. Lufang looked towards the central vortex, where half of the blood-flame figure was already submerged. Lufang, expressionless, swung his right fist.
Rumble!
"Roar!"
Within the fist wind, the ghost tiger's mighty aura appeared. It suddenly bit at the blood-flame phantom, whose bloody arms transformed into giant claws, barely blocking the ghost tiger's biting. The ghost tiger gripped its prey, stepping backward, struggling briefly before falling below. Without hesitation, Chen Yongjing severed his arms, and his figure completely disappeared into the vortex.
"Lufang! You've damaged my divine body! I'll remember this, Squad Leader!"
The extreme resentment in Chen Yongjing's voice echoed.
The sea of blood disappeared.
