Feng Zhi Dies

"You can't touch this woman."

At the moment he heard these words, Silver Wolf's gaze darkened. He turned into a fiery red afterimage who shot past the middle-aged man quickly. 

The middle-aged man might seem indifferent, but when Silver Wolf shot past him, his body also suddenly twisted, and he turned into an afterimage that vanished in the howling wind. 

Slap!

He felt a tension on his shoulders. Silver Wolf turned around and moved six and a half feet away, but the wind by his ears refused to stop howling. That person's breathing chased after him tightly like a maggot on a corpse. 

"When I'm around, I won't let you touch her."

An instant passed, the middle-aged man still blocked Silver Wolf's path. Even though he did not attack, those moves and calm as well as ingenious repositionings and body movements had already revealed the strength only grandmasters had. 

This person was even stronger than Drifting Sword from Yangzhou Port!