That single sentence struck a vital nerve, instantly throwing Yue Baishan's heart into a tangled panic.
We've been exposed after all!
The gang force experts from the Star-Picking Sect and Qingyuan Sword Tower are up on the mountain, surrounding the branch master!
No! I can't delay any longer, or I'm dead!
Yue Baishan's thoughts raced like lightning. The next instant, a vicious gleam flashed in his eyes!
Purple true qi suddenly erupted around him!
Boom!
Without hesitation, he twisted around and struck his palm at the utterly unprepared Duan Hong beside him, roaring:
"Run!"
Duan Hong had never expected this. Every hair on his body stood on end as shock and fury seized him:
"Yue Baishan! You..."
Thud!
The palm struck his chest squarely, the crack of breaking bones sharp and piercing.
Duan Hong flew backward as though struck by a sledgehammer, crashing onto the stone paving with a heavy thump. Blood gushed from his mouth, his fate unknown.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Almost simultaneously, several figures shot backward out of the crowd.
"Yue Shaohua! Yue Ya! You..."
The ordinary disciples around them froze in horror, staring at the scene in disbelief.
"You're not getting away!"
Pang Hai reacted as swiftly as lightning!
The moment Yue Baishan's palm stirred the air, he had already lunged like a fierce tiger.
Crimson true qi surged over his palms like a tide-the Star-Picking Sect's supreme technique, the Cloud-Piercing Moon-Seizing Palm!
With Flowing Clouds Veil the Moon, he drove a palm straight toward Yue Baishan's back with crushing force!
Unable to retreat in time, Yue Baishan could only turn and meet him with a palm strike!
His Phoenix Arrives with Grace sent fierce winds spilling outward as it collided head-on with Pang Hai's crimson palm force!
Seeing this, several transformation force stewards from the Qingyuan