Wang Zhong is truly a cultivation genius of the Medicine King Valley, immensely powerful. As soon as he unleashed his moves, a fierce, violent aura erupted, like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain to hunt.
Swish!
His two hands, fingers spread like beast claws, tore through the air, enveloping Long Qie, and the wind they stirred up shrieked like a ghost wail.
Vicious and swift.
But Long Qie, being a Great Grandmaster, saw with one glance that Wang Zhong's assault had at least thirteen flaws! He didn't even need to expend much effort to easily slaughter him.
However, thinking of that Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus, Long Qie could only breathe a sigh of relief, standing motionless, without any defense at all.
Thud!
Blood light flashed as Wang Zhong's claws landed on Long Qie, tearing two lumps of flesh from his chest, a horrifying sight!
Wang Chongyang saw this and let out a cold smile, it seemed his judgment was accurate, he really had found Long Qie's weak spot.
