Another short Netherworld Clan member, unbeknownst to others, had already summoned two black beast claws, each about a zhang in size, slicing through the air toward them.
Black light several feet long burst forth from one of the claws, swiftly shattering the several grey sword beams in front of him into pieces.
The other claw flickered and shot out black claw beams in unpredictable trajectories, a cold light shooting toward Liu Ming's side, as if trying to completely seal off his retreat.
Facing the pincer attack from above by the black cymbal and below by the claw beams, Liu Ming remained undisturbed. With a single hand gesture, black energy on his body surged, and his figure became faint within the dark mist.
A deafening roar of a tiger resounded!
A gust of wind arose, and a black Mist Sea Dragon tiger, over ten zhang in size, leaped out from the dark mist.
Hiss! The sounds of sizzling rang out!
