Three men ran out of the mine tunnel, their skin dark and their hair disheveled. Their disguises looked flawless.
Unfortunately for them, Xu Yang had comprehended a martial dao phenomenon upon reaching minor marrow cleansing and begun cultivating his mind. His five senses were extraordinarily keen. However well these three concealed their killing intent, they could not escape his perception once they directed it at him.
"Where are the others?" Gao Lin demanded.
He seemed not to have noticed anything wrong with them and strode forward to help.
"They're all hiding in the mine tunnel," the man in front said shakily. Behind his curtain of hair, a vicious gleam flashed through his eyes.
The next instant, he seemed to trip over something. He staggered, reaching toward Gao Lin with both hands.
At the same time, the two behind him accelerated, one of them stumbling toward Xu Yang.
"Watch out, brother!"
Xu Yang cried out in alarm. The next instant, he moved too!
His seemingly simple step sent him shooting forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. Dirt sprayed beneath his feet, and his body tore through the air with a roar. Golden astral qi surged like a river bursting its banks, pouring furiously into his fist.
"..."
His muscles and bones crackled like a string of firecrackers, unleashing an immense surge of power.
In an instant, he stepped in front of Gao Lin and drove his golden fist, clad in Fist Astral Qi, into the man at the front.
Breaking Wind Fist!
The punch was swift and precise. His golden fist raised piercing shrieks, like blades slicing through the air, stabbing painfully at their eardrums. Its tremendous pressure crashed onto the men like a mountain, forcing their bodies downward and stalling the astral qi they had secretly gathered. None