Mai Chen madness
As Patriarch Tang fell to the ground and split into two, the battleground descended into an abrupt silence as everyone looked at Biyu and the corpse of Patriarch Tang.
Huh!
Everyone sucked in a cold breath, and a pang of fear combined with panic hit their chests like a powerful tidal wave.
Patriarch Tang might not have been the strongest, but his defensive skills were the best.
His arrogance was not baseless; it came from his secret defense skill.
But now, such an expert was sliced into two under two movements. In front of Biyu, he was like an ant—weak and helpless.
Ah!
Just as they were lost in the trance of Patriarch Tang's easy death, a miserable scream came from their left, jolting everyone back to their senses.
To the side, one of the Core Refining experts from the Mai clan was screaming with a dreadful expression.
His right hand had been severed, with blood gushing continuously. His face was pale, full of fright.