"Enemies!"
Shen Yan was slightly startled, then quickly raised her hand to pull out two steel needles: "Form formation, prepare to fight!"
As soon as the words were spoken, more than a hundred women behind Tang Cha drew their weapons, occupying the positions on the path, ready for battle.
"Heavenly Gang Beidou Formation?"
Seeing this group of women, the old madman was puzzled despite his surprise.
"Hehe, how is it? Bet you didn't expect this?"
Tang Cha immediately became smug: "These 108 girls have been trained by me into experts, Thirty-six Heavenly Gang, Seventy-two Earthly Fiend, together they can stand undefeated even against a Martial General."
"What's so smug about that? Did you see Zixin's belly? That's Tang Ming's child. Training a bunch of women is useless, I'll soon be a grandfather."
The old madman pointed at Mu Zixin, looking at Tang Cha with a smug face.
"You... forget it, let's not argue now, let's see what that group of idiots over there is trying to do?"
