Chapter 458: If Not Reckless, Then What?

"Roar!" After summoning the white tiger's phantom, Xiang Qianyang's aura had surged dramatically. He shot a calm glance at the nine formidable Yuan spirit beasts. Then, he casually threw a punch. "Thousand Mountain Fist!" It was the Thousand Mountain Fist again! But this time, after Qianyang unleashed the punch, seventy-two shadows of the Thousand Mountain Fist emerged. These shadows were tinged with a faint white glow, the same as the light from the white tiger phantom behind him. Clearly, this...