During the conversation.
Black Hawk's murderous aura erupted.
Ye Wenjun and Shangguan Linghui's pretty faces froze, and they took a few steps back.
Fang Yu smiled slightly and said, "I advise you not to make a move..."
"Stop the nonsense!"
Black Hawk stretched his arms.
Suddenly, like a falcon, he lunged toward Fang Yu.
"Capture Hand!"
That black palm, entwined with vigorous Gang wind, aimed straight for Fang Yu's neck!
The speed was astonishing.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Yu slightly lifted his hand and shouted, "Daluo Hand!"
Bang!
The Gang Qi of both sides collided.
Fang Yu remained still, while Black Hawk took three steps back, staring at Fang Yu in surprise.
"Are you a Mystic Rank cultivator?"
Black Hawk was adept at judging an opponent's strength from their combat skills. That move just now clearly had the power of an upper-class Mystic Rank!
Fang Yu casually said, "Whatever you think it is!"
"Heh."
