Ling Xia, who had just felt that she had a chance to breathe, had no choice but to resist with all her strength. Sparks flew everywhere. She was shaken, unable to control her body, and rushed forward two steps.

But Tang Tian took advantage of the situation to complete the turn, stopped the reinforcements from the other direction, and knocked them away with one punch.

Pa-pa-pa, a slight but dense popping sound, like a beating war drum.

Tang Tian was like a bolt of lightning that was constantly reflecting, spinning around Ling Xia, constantly ejecting at an astonishing speed. No one could break through this line of defense, and everyone who tried to get close was directly blown away.

Dragnet.

The people watching the excitement all had these four words popping up in their minds.

Ling Xia was like a bird caught in a net. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break out of the net.

One after another, figures were knocked upside down, accompanied by loud explosions and screams, but the young man who had single-handedly weaved this web was ghostly and silent.

Who is this guy?

One person, facing so many people, did not fall behind!

Ling Xia, who had been suppressed to the edge of collapse, finally showed a flaw. Tang Tian's eyes lit up with a cold light, and his figure suddenly appeared behind Ling Xia.

The slender snow neck was grasped by a palm.

The palms were like iron claws, and Ling Xia felt a tightness on the back of her neck, a strong sense of suffocation that made her mind go blank.

"Why are you chasing me?"
Chapter completed!