"Boom!"
His fist tore through the air with a muffled thunderclap, sending out ripples visible to the naked eye.
Xu Yang burned with murderous intent, his fighting spirit surging.
Whether over the Blood-Coagulating Pills or Xiao Chen, he and the Su Family had long since become enemies.
Between him and Su Qiming, only one was destined to return alive today. Since that was the case, they would fight to the death.
His fist punched through the air like a great spear thrusting forward, carrying every ounce of his strength.
For a moment, the scene resembled collapsing mountains and a raging tsunami. Dust billowed and fierce winds howled, as though a meteor had struck the earth.
"You beast!"
Seeing Su Jie killed, Su Qiming's eyes nearly split with rage. His own son was dead, and he had been counting on this disciple to care for him in his old age and see him buried. Now he, too, had been killed. "Boom!"
A powerful aura erupted from Su Qiming. Astral qi surged around him like a tide, his hair and beard bristling, as though he wanted to devour Xu Yang alive and strip off his skin.
After all, he was a martial artist who had spent years in the marrow cleansing realm. Though his status as an Alchemist meant he rarely fought, his reactions were still swift.
Just before Xu Yang's fist reached him, he snapped out of his shock and grief. His bones and sinews crackled like beans roasting in a pan, and astral qi expanded to shield his body.
At the same time, he forcibly joined his broken bones with astral qi and crossed his arms to block.
The next instant, Xu Yang's golden fist struck.
"Boom!"
It was as though two mountains had collided. Astral qi scattered, sending out