Swift Action

"Not good, Linger!" Wang Zhuang desperately tried to rush over, but the enemy attacked so mercilessly and swiftly that even he, a Dou Emperor, had no time to save her.

"Miss!"

"Little Linger!"

At this moment, because of the distance, no one in the convoy could reach Wang Linger in time. The fierce Dou Emperor who had attacked wore a savage grin, showing no intention whatsoever of sparing a delicate young woman.

He brought his palm down in a direct strike. If it truly landed, even a Dou Wang could risk dying on the spot, let alone Wang Linger, who possessed only the strength of a Dou Master.

Just as that palm came within three feet of Wang Linger's head, a low rumble of thunder sounded. A hand wreathed in tiny arcs of lightning suddenly appeared, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it fiercely met the Dou Emperor's full-force palm strike.

Boom—

The instant fist and palm collided, violent energy exploded. Lightning snakes and earthen-yellow Dou Qi tore madly at one another, and dazzling light illuminated the entire valley!

In that utterly unadorned clash of fists, an unmistakable crack of bone suddenly rang from the vicious Dou Emperor's fist. An indescribably violent thunderforce erupted from his arm and surged explosively along it.

The Dou Emperor's savage grin was instantly replaced by incredulous horror. His burly body flew backward uncontrollably like a tattered sack struck by a massive hammer, crashing heavily into a boulder over a dozen yards away with a dull impact. Stones flew everywhere. When everyone looked again, all they saw was a mangled, bloody ruin.

From the center of the impact, fierce winds burst outward, whipping up Wang Linger's hair and clothes and nearly knocking her off her feet. Still reeling from the shock, she only felt a broad,