Seeing Li Qingyang's Poison Dragon Sword Qi about to pierce through Huang Xiaolong's throat, at this moment, Huang Xiaolong's aura explosively surged, shaking the heavens and earth.
It was as if Divine Thunder rolled within Huang Xiaolong, and under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a thousand arms appeared behind him.
Huang Xiaolong shouted deeply, and the air waves rolled, surprisingly deviating Li Qingyang's Poison Dragon Sword Qi.
Then, the thousand arms behind Huang Xiaolong shimmered, merging into one. Huang Xiaolong threw a punch.
A punch!
Just a single punch.
The Fist Power tore through space, as if it could penetrate the heavens and earth. Li Qingyang's Poison Dragon Sword Qi dispersed instantly, and the Fist Power didn't stop, moving swiftly towards Li Qingyang.
