"Senior Brother Feng!"
Seeing Feng Zhe knocked to the ground by a single punch, his life and death unknown, the two Guiyuan Sect disciples were utterly shocked. They stared at Xia Ping, their eyes revealing threads of killing intent.
"How dare you hurt Senior Brother Feng? Die!"
"Why waste words with him? Kill him at once!"
The two exchanged a glance and struck instantly, attacking from the left and right, swift as lightning.
"Scram!"
Xia Ping did not even look at them. He simply raised his hand and threw a punch—Black Vortex Ripple Fist!
At once, ripples spread through the air in midair like waves, passing onward layer by layer as the power stacked upon itself, endlessly rising.
"Ah!"
Terror filled the two men's eyes. They discovered that their fist force seemed to be swallowed by the vortex, leaving not a trace behind. Even their bodies were dragged under its control.
The next instant, the fist force penetrated their bodies, immediately blasting them flying as though struck by lightning. The terrifying rippling force directly jolted their internal organs into injury.
With a bang, they smashed into the ground like footballs, skidding across the earth for two or three kilometers before finally being blasted into a small hill, forcibly carving out human-shaped craters as shattered stones flew everywhere.
The two foamed at the mouth and promptly passed out, unconscious and no longer possessing the strength to fight.
"My god, all three Guiyuan Sect disciples were beaten flat!"
"You've got to be kidding. Who exactly is the disciple of a great sect here? How could this Wu Taidou be so powerful?"
"Exactly. Isn't he a Rogue Cultivator? And only at the early stage of the As-You-Will Realm? No matter how you look at it, he shouldn't have been Feng Zhe's match. Yet