How could this happen?! How could this happen! The Young Hall Master of the Fog God Temple felt a kind of madness and frenzy.
Isn't he destined to die? Destined to die!
He looked at Yang Xiaotian walking towards the Fourth Heavenly Buddha, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
"Yang Xiaotian, even if I die, I'll drag you to the grave with me!" The Young Hall Master of the Fog God Temple shouted madly, suddenly launching a fist towards Yang Xiaotian.
However, just as his fist strength was about to strike Yang Xiaotian, it was suddenly blocked by a golden flame.
Immediately afterward, the astonishing force of the counterattack flung him away.
He fell to the end of the square, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked pale, both shocked and angry at Yang Xiaotian: "Yang Xiaotian, you all can't escape!"
"My master, he..."
However, before he could finish, the Blood Demon Old Monster slapped him directly.
