"Old bastard, are you really looking to die? Or do you actually think... we wouldn't dare kill you?"
Seeing this, killing intent flashed in the lead burly man's eyes.
He immediately raised his leg and swung another kick.
But before the burly man's foot could come down, the old man trembled as he actually pushed himself up from the ground.
His face remained pale, but his gaze underwent a drastic change at that moment.
The fear from before vanished, replaced by a vicious expression.
"You... have gone too far!!!"
As the words fell, his joints cracked and popped, while an invisible gang qi surged over the surface of his body.
As the gang qi roiled, the old man naturally exuded an imposing aura without anger.
He raised his hand and flicked his sleeve. The movement appeared light and feeble, soft and powerless.
Yet the invisible gang qi condensed into a half-illusory, half-solid fist shadow that struck the burly man in the chest first.
The instant the fist shadow landed, the broad, hulking man was sent flying backward.
The moment he hit the ground, blood gushed wildly from his mouth. Then his head lolled to one side, and he fainted on the spot.
The other two burly men, who had been preparing to join forces, paled in shock. Their bodies involuntarily retreated several steps, opening the distance between themselves and the old man.
Their eyes were instantly filled with wariness as they looked at him.
After throwing that punch, the old man's aura swiftly weakened. His slightly trembling body was enough to show that he had not come through it unscathed either.
Yet as the two men stared at him, neither dared rashly make another move.
To condense invisible gang qi while one's cultivation was sealed was simply a crushing blow