Trash would not walk itself into a trash can, so Zhang Tie had long been prepared for Xia Yangming and Shi Zhongyu's resistance.
The battle erupted in an instant. Zhang Tie's Dragon Emperor Divine Fist slammed into Xia Yangming, Shi Zhongyu, Tang Shenghou, and Huo Xianlai all at once. With that single punch, friend and foe were immediately laid bare.
Zhang Tie's punch was not a sneak attack, but an open and aboveboard strike. Before the force of the punch reached them, the four had already unleashed their protective Battle Qi. Thus, Zhang Tie's blow did not heavily wound them at once; it merely blasted them apart, preventing the four from twisting themselves into a single rope. That was precisely Zhang Tie's aim.
Among the four were two half-sages and two Firmaments, all renowned experts of the Dragon Emperor Temple. They were naturally not so easily dealt with. By blasting the four apart, Zhang Tie could break them one by one here. With the Dragon Fang Army's grand formation, along with the other elders and court masters, the Dragon Emperor Temple's side held an absolute advantage in strength.
With one kick from Shi Zhongyu, the other elders and court masters on the viewing platform all flew into the air. Everyone entered battle readiness at once. Huang Baimei, who was surrounding the viewing platform, commanded the Dragon Fang Army's Four Symbols Heaven-Union Grand Formation to press down in an instant, sealing every route of escape through both earth and sky and catching turtles in a jar.
"Fine villains..." Long Jiutian, flying into the sky, roared as he pounced like lightning toward Tang Shenghou, the master of the Divine General Court, who had been sent flying by Zhang Tie's punch.
Battle Qi surged skyward from Ying Gucheng's body. One great hand transformed