Bam!
The Cloud Splitting Leopard landed heavily on the ground, blood spurting from its mouth.
This strike nearly cost it half its life. Yet, it did nothing to diminish the hatred in its eyes.
'Roar roar—!' The Cloud Splitting Leopard let out a low growl from its throat. It forced itself to stand up, pacing around the foreign strongman, seemingly searching for an opportunity to attack.
"What a bother. It seems you won't cooperate with me." The foreign strongman finally showed impatience on his face. He seemed ready to deliver a lethal blow.
Mu Qingge saw this, and the Cloud Splitting Leopard saw it as well.
Its eyes turned crimson, a blue light flared up, enveloping its body, launching another attack. With each strike, the blue light flared like a whirlwind, carrying a shredding force toward the foreign strongman.
Yet those fierce attacks, once landing on the foreign strongman, vanished without a trace, unable to cause any effect whatsoever.
