"Teacher!"
With a single casual palm strike, the old man had knocked three Faxiang experts and seven Tongyou Peak experts straight into the lake!
Every one of them was severely injured, their bones broken, tendons torn, and meridians ruptured. They lay in the water for a long time, unable to move.
Crimson blood stained the surface of the lake.
Bai Liuli turned deathly pale and hurried over to help Michael up.
The three Faxiang experts were slightly better off and could barely circulate their energy. Huang Baiyuan, Ghost-Clothes Marquis, Old Man Hidden Fish, and Michael all had deep foundations, while Milenda, the Angel of Wrath, had a special superpower and a powerful physique. These five could still move, and after floundering for a while, they finally struggled out.
But the two remaining young angels had been crippled outright. They could not even crawl. After vomiting mouthfuls of blood, they passed out and floated on the lake like corpses...
The results of that attack were simply terrifying!
Clutching their wounds, everyone stared at the old man as though he were a god or a demon!
"This..."
"What kind of power is this?"
"A nine-zhang Faxiang... there's never been a nine-zhang Faxiang! This is impossible! Pfft!"
Huang Daohui roared and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shaolin's Patriarch Bodhidharma was said to have possessed an "eight-zhang golden body"-this meant eight zhang, not one zhang and eight chi.
That was already the strongest, tallest Faxiang on record to date.
But this old man, he-he-he!
Had they not seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have dared believe what had just happened.
Having cowed them, the old man dispersed his Faxiang and said calmly, "Leave this place. Stop setting your sights on the Divine Beasts. I can see you on your