The next scene rendered everyone dumbfounded.

Huang Xiaolong’s fist was akin to a giant chaos hammer, as he sent the sea tribe’s patrolling disciples flying high and far away, with every punch.

As for the little cow, she cheerfully swung her tail like a whip. Every strike of her tail sent a sea tribe’s patrolling disciple flying into the air. Huang Xiaolong and the little cow were both paralleled in sending the sea tribe’s patrolling disciples flying up into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the sea tribe’s patrol group of a hundred disciples was completely swept away by Huang Xiaolong and the little cow.

At one end of the street, the sea tribe’s patrol was sprawled in various postures. Many were crippled, and covered in blood while some had large holes in their bodies, and were grunting in pain...