"Why are you lying there? When are we making a move? If you won't, then I will."
A rather anxious voice from Yuan Shi came out of the Mecha Fly hiding on Tang Yu's shoulder.
He had put up with these wretched women for far too long.
He had even just issued a sect master's decree, ordering Heavenly Craft Sect disciples to show no mercy whenever they encountered members of the Fist Sect. After killing them, they were to bring back the heads and claim their rewards from him.
"You can still fight like this?"
Tang Yu asked in surprise.
"Just a little."
As soon as the Mecha Fly finished speaking, it shot into the air and instantly transformed into a mecha fist.
This time, it came down with another punch.
The entire lotus platform was smashed out of existence on the spot.
The surviving Fist Sect disciples were all crushed into bloody pulp, their souls shattered into nothingness along with their bodies.
"Now this is what you call oppression!"
After throwing that punch, the massive mecha fist reverted to its Mecha Fly form. Just from its tone, one could hear how refreshed and exhilarated Yuan Shi felt.
Once the Mecha Fly flew back onto Tang Yu's shoulder, Tang Yu looked toward the stunned Yang Dao.
He had pulled her down from the lotus platform.
Otherwise, Yuan Shi's Mecha Fly would have crushed her to death with that punch.
Seeing this, Zhang Benyuan, who was facing death, revealed a relieved expression. He then looked at Tang Yu, whose appearance and figure were unmistakably Zhang Zhigao's, and asked, "Zhigao, you..."
Before he could finish his question.
Tang Yu waved a hand and knocked the man unconscious. At the same time, he struck Yang Dao with a divine ability of the Great