Su Yuan hurriedly pulled Tie Niu into the carriage.
Chai Nian was startled to see the two squeeze inside. "What are you doing?"
Before the words had faded, a deafening bang rang out. The entire carriage was blasted apart by an immense force, shattered into pieces!
Amid flying splinters, the three were sent hurtling backward.
Fortunately, Chai Hong had already flashed forward and blocked the way, taking the residual shockwave.
"Shan Lie! How dare you!" Chai Hong roared.
"Who is Shan Lie? I am Yun Yan of the Cloud-Striding Palm! Today, I have come to take the lives of you Liang Dogs!" The shadow met him palm against palm, and the technique he used truly was the Cloud-Striding Palm.
As he fought fiercely with Chai Hong, he gradually moved toward Su Yuan.
Several members of the Shan Family also rushed out from the other side of the street corner, crying in panic, "Third Master Chai, please help us! Our Shan Family has been attacked as well! Second Master has vanished, and that man is a remnant of Xingyun!"
Sure enough, several people were pursuing them relentlessly from behind.
Su Yuan and the other two crashed to the ground, agony wracking their bodies.
Was this the might of a Vein Splitting Martial Warrior?
This Shan Lie was actually posing as Yun Yan.
Still, the Shan Family had indeed inherited the Cloud-Striding Palm.
But now that Great Jing's army had marched north, this palm technique's connection to the Cloud Mist Sect no longer mattered.
Su Yuan looked beside him. Tie Niu and Chai Nian had both fallen and could barely rise.
Chai Nian had already been injured, and now his breathing was so faint it was nearly gone.
Tie Niu's cultivation was still shallow, and he too had been shaken badly. Only