"Disciples from the White Cloud Temple? Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation?"
The Tiger Demon's eyes narrowed, reaching out with a claw, the wind blew fiercely, Demon Qi spread, and then clashed with Lu Zheng's saber.
Lu Zheng's Flying Cloud Curse failed to work, the saber's momentum shifted in his hands, slicing diagonally toward the Tiger Demon's elbow.
The Tiger Demon's eyes narrowed, mouth wide open, black wind like a blade, slashing straight at Lu Zheng's face.
This attack contained infinite Demon Power, alarms rang in Lu Zheng's mind, he retracted his saber, holding it horizontally in front of his chest.
"Screech!"
Even with Lu Zheng's Blood Qi enhancement, the Brocade Spring Saber still had a gap cut by this black wind blade.
"Lu Lang, don't rush in, the Tiger Demon is injured, let's drag him out!" Shen Ying transmitted telepathically.
Lu Zheng nodded, his figure quickly retreating.
Yet the Tiger Demon relentlessly pursued, charging forward.
