This knife, fierce beyond measure.
Zuo Huanheng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his speed had become so fast, why could Shi Hao still keep up?
The pressure from this knife was too enormous, he didn't dare to take it head-on at all and had to withdraw his attack.
Twice in a row, his attacks yielded nothing.
"Are you really the Copper Armored Immortal?" Zuo Huanheng asked curiously.
This was also Zhong Zecheng's question; he was amazed, how could there be such a prodigy?
Shi Hao smiled slightly, "Yes."
Yes, your ghost! What Copper Armored Immortal can fend off two strikes from a Silver Spirit Immortal, especially one that's not just crossed into the rank but is at least a three-star being?
Zuo Huanheng's body shook, a layer of black fur immediately grew on him, and his head underwent a massive transformation, turning into a wolf's head.
Sure enough, he too was a Werewolf!
"So, the people infected in the ancient relic... were all your doing?" Shi Hao asked.
