A terrifying wave of pressure, like a mountain, crashed down from behind.
Xu Yang instantly suffocated, his heart seized by an iron grip, his soul submerged in a vast ocean.
Even space itself seemed to freeze, like being trapped in a swamp!
"I can't outrun it."
Realizing this, Xu Yang's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared in fury, spinning around like lightning, slamming his fist forward.
"You little bastard, still want to lock horns with me?"
"Are you even worthy?"
Boom!
Xu Yang was sent flying.
Ao Yong stuck to him like death, grabbing Xu Yang's arm with savage force, sneering viciously, trying to tear his whole limb off.
In a flash, Xu Yang went utterly berserk, his hand flipping to slam a palm onto Ao Yong's body.
Spirit Lock Seal!
Ao Yong just trembled slightly, mocking, "You think I'd fall for that trick twice?"
"Aaaah~~~~"
A piercing scream of agony shattered the mountains.
Xu Yang bit a chunk of bleeding flesh right off Ao Yong's hand.
