Chapter. 100. The Game Of Pig-Eating Tiger

Fang Han's attack precisely hit Pei Huang's back.

At that moment, Fang Han almost cheered inside. But, when he looked back at the results of the attack, Fang Han felt that great danger was coming his way.

The sword formed using True Qi broke and shattered just like that. Creating a loud clang as if the sword had hit a very hard steel plate.

Pei Huang was not injured at all and quickly turned around. His claw-shaped hand swung towards Fang Han's neck at high speed. Bringing a howl of cold wind that penetrated the recesses of the bones.

Just the blade of wind that came out of that grip alone seemed to be able to cut Fang Han's neck completely.

Fang Han was powerless to parry and just channeled his True Qi frantically. He stomped his feet on the snow and sent his body flying backward, away from Pei Huang's attack range.

Fang Han broke out in a cold sweat. Pei Huang's attack was only an inch away from his neck.

Pei Huang grinned after his attack failed. “You relied on the body lightenin