Yang Fei's bullets were aimed at the River Beaver's eyes, genitals, and heart.
Any one of these places being hit would be more terrifying than death for the River Beaver.
As the bullets whistled through the air, the giant body of the River Beaver leaped backward, its momentum lost.
Yang Fei immediately lunged forward, and with a thunderous crash, as if lightning had struck from clear skies, he struck the River Beaver's temple with his palm.
Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal!
This was Yang Fei's trump card against True Martial Masters, and his Gang Yuan power was becoming increasingly abundant, with the True Martial Qi Energy he emitted growing ever more powerful.
The eyes of the River Beaver narrowed in shock; it hadn't expected that Yang Fei, who was scurrying about just moments before, could unleash True Martial Qi Energy.
It was like an ant crawling underground suddenly turning into an elephant.
