Yao Bing's lethal strike didn't even touch Ye Qingtian's clothes.
Because the Angry Celestial Tiger had already completely blocked Yao Bing's attack.
"Why can the Angry Celestial Tiger follow your command? Are you... a human or a ghost?" Yao Bing asked with a frown.
"I'm neither human nor ghost; I am a god," Ye Qingtian said flatly.
"You little bastard, dare to call yourself a god. With your arrogance, I suspect your parents are not good people either!" Yao Bing shouted with disdain, continuing her attack on Ye Qingtian.
But the Angry Celestial Tiger easily diffused each attack.
"Angry Celestial Tiger, get out of my way!" Yao Bing shouted angrily.
Roar!
The Angry Celestial Tiger growled loudly.
"Little kitty, step aside for a moment," Ye Qingtian said lazily.
The Angry Celestial Tiger quickly moved away.
Boom!
A gentle push forward with the palm.
Ah!
Yao Bing spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Slap!
Ye Qingtian slapped her across the face.
