After three moves, Ling Han hurriedly stepped aside.
This was like three axe strokes. After using it, he could only fall into a disadvantage.
Thankfully, Lu Qi also approached, and took over the position of Ling Han's position as the main force, clashing head-on with the ice tiger.
But there was a gap of a major tier in cultivation level. Even if he was Eight Cauldrons, so what? In a head-on confrontation, he had only blocked two to three moves, and his whole body was trembling, as if his blood was about to freeze.
Ling Han charged forwards, and continued to exchange blows with the ice tiger.
Hong! Hong! Hong!
The others also moved, blasting towards the ice tiger. They couldn't just let Ling Han and Lu Qi go all out, right?
Ling Han released a battle cry. He channelled out the Demonic Monkey Fists.