Just then, a gust of wind blew in through the tower window on the sixth floor.
The Xuanming Elders both shuddered and instinctively turned around.
Their eyes were filled with shock. Somehow, someone had appeared behind them, yet they had not sensed him at all.
"Who are you?"
The Xuanming Elders shouted angrily. Several soldiers who were entering the cell to seize the prisoners suddenly vomited blood and collapsed, hanging there stiffly.
The scene was far too bizarre, making the Xuanming Elders feel especially unnerved.
The female disciples of the Emei Sect were overjoyed when they saw Jiang Siming. They all called out to Young Hero Jiang.
The Xuanming Elders immediately understood. This man was probably Jiang Siming, the new leader of the Ming Cult—the very person the Princess cursed through gritted teeth every day.
"So you're Leader Jiang after all. Leader Jiang, the six major sects have surrounded the Ming Cult. Could it be that you still intend to help them?" Deer Cane Elder could not discern Jiang Siming's strength, so he could only try to stall him.
Jiang Siming completely ignored his question and merely said indifferently, "I'll give you a chance to strike first. You have one breath. If you don't attack within that time, you can wait for death."
Damn it!
How could this brat look down on them so much?
After hearing this, the Xuanming Elders exchanged a glance and attacked Jiang Siming at the same time. Moreover, they used their killing move from the very start!
Xuanming Divine Palm!
Jiang Siming looked at the palm force filled with chilling energy and revealed a disdainful smile.
"So that's the Xuanming Divine Palm? Let me show you what a one-punch man is!"
As soon as Jiang Siming finished speaking, he raised his fist and, without warning,