Chapter 1103: The Might of a Killing Formation!

That bolt of lightning, thick as a water barrel, was almost the most terrifying thing Zhou Cang had ever seen. It slammed down less than two inches in front of him. Zhou Cang did not doubt it for a second. If Boreas had not yanked him back, that strike would have landed squarely on his head. By then, even if he had nine lives, it still would not have been enough to die with. The air reeked of scorched char. Zhou Cang sniffed, then lifted his head. A single elegant lock of hair at his forehead...