"Thump, thump, thump..."
The old servant and the White Tiger had collided over a hundred times, and still, the White Tiger hadn't been killed.
As expected of a high-level Dark Stage magic talisman, the White Tiger that was condensed indeed possessed formidable strength.
Off to the side, Zhangsun Wuji's expression turned exceedingly dark; he could have pursued, but given the injuries he sustained and the lack of manpower on his side, he chose not to give chase.
"War King Fist!"
The old servant shouted coldly, unleashing nine consecutive punches! Each punch was more powerful than the last!
Nine punches bombarded the White Tiger's body in succession.
With a loud boom, the White Tiger's body burst apart.
"Young Master, it is the old servant's negligence that allowed those two youngsters to escape."
The old servant hurriedly apologized.
Although Zhangsun Wuji was extremely angry, he didn't dare to lash out at the old servant recklessly.
