Seeing Lixiang's look and smile, Black-Robed Iron-Face felt a chill in his heart. Pulling back the sword he had already thrust out, he brought it fiercely across his chest to form a massive curtain of swords that possessed an imposing, water-curtain-like momentum!
"Roar!"
Lixiang's body snapped inward and came to a sudden halt like a springing carp. Opening his mouth wide, he unleashed a tremendous roar straight out.
Chapter 87