"Humph!" Tan Jin curled his lip in disdain and shook his head.
He was unimpressed by Chu Li's petty little trick. Without an adequate cultivation level, such petty little tricks could only help him survive for a moment. Chu Li still would not be able to get away in the end.
Tan Jin suddenly hastened his body movement technique and reduced their distance until there were only ten meters between them.
Just as he was about to perform the White Tiger Killing Skill, he suddenly felt his skin crawl and hurriedly ducked.
"Tsh!" Some hair at the top of his head was shaved off which gave him a disheveled look.