Two middle-aged men in white landed.
Their movements were like lightning as they sped straight toward the Xiong father and son!
The father and son had just returned laden with spoils and were still discussing in shock the grisly sight of the demon corpses they had seen.
Suddenly!
Two figures flew into view, and their terrifying auras made their eyes tremble!
"Heavenly Tier experts!?"
As the two great experts struck out with their palms.
Xiong Fen's expression changed drastically. He stepped in front of his son and raised both palms to block!
But he was far too slow. Before his arms could fully spread, two surging palm forces had already struck before him, and the terrifying Power of the Great Dao swept through!
After one exchange.
Xiong Fen had already been blasted back several zhang. Xiong Zhong behind him was swept by the aftershock as well, his face flushing red!
The father and son secretly transmitted their voices, their faces filled with horror.
"Son! Are you all right?"
"I've got skills—I'm not hurt. How are you, Father!?"
"I'm fine. But those two are stronger than me, and they're incredibly fast. Even with our three great treasures, I'm afraid we won't be able to use them. Things look grim..."
"Heavenly Tier grade?!"
While the father and son supported each other and transmitted their voices.
The two Heavenly Tier experts also froze, withdrawing their gazes from those strange orange garments. They exchanged silent looks, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes.
That palm strike had contained ninety percent of their strength. Even an ordinary first-grade Heavenly Tier expert would have been severely injured on the spot after taking it!
Yet the old man before them had taken both palm strikes head-on without any obvious injuries.
The clothing he wore had to