Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
As soon as the white‑haired old man stepped out of the Sword Array, three black shadows, carrying a fishy, foul wind, tore through the air toward him.
The white‑haired old man's expression did not change; hanging in midair, he punched out with one fist.
Rumble!
A massive black fist‑gang over tens of meters wide suppressed forward; the three Demon Pythons' bodies were crushed and exploded in midair, and a rain of blood poured down into the canyon.
Swish!
The white‑haired old man appeared behind the Single Horned Red Cloud Python and said to the black‑faced middle‑aged man, "Elder Lin, I'll lend you a hand."
"I'm ashamed."
The black‑faced middle‑aged man smiled bitterly and nodded. Earlier he had boasted he would kill this Single Horned Red Cloud Python alone, and now he actually needed another's help, which truly went against his original intent.
