"Old dog, you've spent many years wearing down spears with that hand, haven't you? The skin and flesh are so thick. But after tonight, I'm afraid you won't have another chance to hone your spear!"
Chen Yu charged at Uncle Fu again with his blade raised. Meanwhile, the man in the black mask had already dispatched one of the Wang Family's inner guards. The man's combat prowess was terrifyingly high; with every advance and retreat, he would kill one opponent, wound another, and send three more reeling back.
"You little bastard, I'll slaughter you!" Uncle Fu threw another ferocious punch. Throughout Shendu, everyone knew the formidable power of his Heaven-Shaking Palms. Relying on a pair of fists comparable to divine weapons, his Tier 2 Heaven Opening Realm strength enabled him to face ordinary Heaven-Opening Realm Level 3 masters without any problem.
Chapter 642