Chapter 119: The Demon Hunter's Loss Has Nothing to Do with My Personal Guard (Seeking First Subscription~)
Outside Yong'an City, in the muddy countryside.
A broad-shouldered middle-aged man stood with his hands hanging by his sides, wisps of mist swirling around his arms, his fingertips trembling slightly, clearly overexerted.
"Tsk tsk, the true intent of Cloud Crane," he muttered.
Opposite him, a fierce beast with slightly mottled fur raised its head.
It was only about ten feet long, resembling an ordinary old tiger.
It paced leisurely in place: "You see, I just wanted to eat a few ordinary Core Formation cultivators, like him. Why is my luck so bad to run into the two of you?"
Hearing this, Xiao Qiangwei glanced helplessly to the side.
A thin, elderly man sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his face covered in wounds, one arm broken, and half of his foot missing.
To an outsider, it would seem like he was the main fighter.
"How on earth did you even break through to Core Formation?" Jiang Chengyun turned back, his brows furrowed tightly.
How could someone end up like this just by holding the line?
"Not every martial artist has the background you two have, nor the relentless training of a demon hunter," the old man replied.