These people varied in height, their bodies all gleaming with the color of Flowing Bronze. Their eyes shone brightly, like stars in the night.
"Peak Emperor Realm experts..."
Sure enough, every one of them was a Peak Emperor Realm expert. Their strength could not be underestimated.
"Excuse me!"
Knowing he had to defeat these eight people to pass, Nie Yun said little more. He cupped his fists, leaped forward, and shot ahead.
"You dared to make the first move upon seeing us? Kid, I have to admire your courage! But courage alone is not enough..."
A cold sneer rang out. The bronze-colored fellow at the front stretched out an arm, which extended dozens of meters and blocked Nie Yun's path.
"Hmm?"
Seeing that the arm had lengthened without weakening—in fact, its power had increased considerably—Nie Yun knew this fellow likely specialized in a Great Dao of the Heavenly Hand type. His brows furrowed, but he did not evade. Instead, he threw a punch straight at him.
The distance between them exceeded ten meters. Knowing his realm would be of little use, light flashed over his fist, and the space before him collapsed.
"Hehe, that's all you've got? That's not worth looking at!"
Seeing that Nie Yun's fist had merely shattered the surrounding space, the fellow with the elongated arm shouted coldly. His five fingers moved like coiling silk, flickering several times in succession. The collapsed space instantly returned to normal. At the same time, his palm had already bypassed Nie Yun's fist and appeared before his chest.
"This is bad!"
Nie Yun had not expected the other party to be so fast. His face darkened. Before he could react, pain flared in his chest, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a rock and ending up covered in