Bang!
Before the words had even faded, the grand chair beneath Old Xu exploded into pieces. The instant he struck, the air in the room seemed to boil. Under his palm strike, swift to the extreme, the air compressed to its limit suddenly burst apart, carrying a blurred ring of airwaves as it slammed toward the Wu Family Patriarch's chest!
"Save me!"
The Wu Family Patriarch's hair stood on end as he hastily pulled back and retreated!
Not long ago, they had still been discussing how to join forces and kill Old Xu at noon tomorrow. Yet in the next instant, Old Xu had come knocking first.
And that movement technique was far too terrifying. He had actually arrived without any of them noticing when. It was truly horrifying!
This Peak Expert's movement technique was fast enough to crash up waves of air with every movement, but Old Xu's was even faster, and his fighting style even more terrifying. His palms were like a violent storm, striking more than a dozen times in an instant. He forcibly broke through the Wu Family Patriarch's guard, sending him flying backward while vomiting blood, a large patch of his ribs cracking with a series of pops!
"What are you afraid of? He's alone, while we have three...?"
The Martial-Arts-Guild-Second-in-Command had just charged forward with a cold shout, intending to besiege Old Xu, when he watched helplessly as the Wu Family Patriarch was sent flying through a wall the moment they exchanged blows.
Now...
There were only two left.
"Two against one, the advantage is still..."
The Martial-Arts-Guild-Second-in-Command was still confident, but when he turned around, he discovered that Mo Wuji was already nearly out of sight.
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Seeing this, and then seeing Old Xu's gaze sweep toward him, the Martial-Arts-Guild-Second-in-Command finally could not