C4758 The Chaotic Battle(part I)

The Whistling Spirit Tiger bared its fangs, opened its mouth, and let out another roar.

Flames shot out from its golden fur, tightly protecting Master and himself. After blocking the first wave of cold air, Sung Hu swung the long whip at his waist. He twisted his wrist and swiftly whipped forward.

The distance of the whip was very far, and its speed was also shockingly fast