Fortunately, with Lufang's timely warning, everyone was safe and sound.
Bam!
The pitch-black demon smashed through the wall. He roared, and the earth-shattering Tiger Roar actually tore a path through the Blood Sea. Lufang looked at the central vortex—half of that blood-flaming figure had already been sucked in. Lufang expressionlessly threw out a right punch.
Rumble!
"Roar!"
Within the gale of the punch, the ghost tiger's Qi-Po appeared, biting fiercely at the blood-flame shadow. The latter's blood-colored arms morphed into giant claws, barely fending off the tiger's savage bite. The ghost tiger locked onto its prey, stepping back step by step, but after a brief struggle, Chen Yongjing below didn't hesitate to break off both his arms. His whole figure was then swallowed by the vortex and vanished.
"Lufang! Damaged my Divine Body! This squad leader will remember you!"
Chen Yongjing's voice echoed, filled with ultimate resentment.
The Blood Sea disappeared without a trace.
