Tie Guzheng was sent flying backward.
He landed on the city wall, his tiger's mouth already cracked, fresh blood dyed the fan's handle red, and at the same time, a tearing pain surged through both his arms, his inner energy still boiling, difficult to calm.
Tie Guzheng did not have the mind to calm his inner energy but suddenly turned his head to focus on the battle behind the city gate.
He had repelled the giant bone crocodile, resolving a crisis for White Paper Immortal City.
But the previous crisis had not yet been resolved, with the intrusion of Sang Le Youling into the city and the six Golden Core Ghost Generals empowered with military power.
Tie Guzheng, even if he wanted to return to aid a hundred thousand times over, still needed time to turn around and rush into the city.
"Whoever it is, hold on!"
"Must buy crucial time for reinforcements!!"
"I'm coming right now!"
Tie Guzheng roared in his heart.
