A flash of complex emotions crossed Yan Shaozhe's eyes, and he narrowed them slightly, though his tone was unkind. "Zhang Peng, you're actually still alive. Have you come today to let this old man finish you off?"
"Yan Shaozhe, your mouth is still as foul as ever. Let's see today who finishes off whom."
The huge black cloud tiger head let out a deafening roar, and a terrifying pressure instantly erupted, surging overwhelmingly toward Huo Yuhao and the others.
Chapter 542