"Oh my God! How did he do it? He sent the Corpse Demon flying with just one palm!"
Wu Tiandu's face changed dramatically.
He stared intently at Yang Tian.
Just a few days ago, wasn't Yang Tian forced to flee by the Corpse Demon?
How did he become so powerful in just a few days?
"That's great!"
Wu Yue let out a cheer.
She was just worried about Yang Tian, but unexpectedly, Yang Tian easily sent the Corpse Demon flying with a single move.
But how did Yang Tian manage to do it?
"Yang Tian, what's going on? How did you become so strong all of a sudden?"
Chen Tian stared closely at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian did not answer Chen Tian, instead, he walked coldly towards the Corpse Demon.
A few days ago, Yang Tian was so powerless in front of the Corpse Demon that he could only watch helplessly as his master's wife self-destructed, engraving a deep hatred in his heart.
Now, Yang Tian desired blood for blood from the Corpse Demon!
