Lei Jun felt that his style had finally gone right.
Dong Yang felt as though he had seen a ghost.
Body Refinement Martial Artists who cultivated the Martial Dao, with all their skills rooted in their own flesh, were swift in movement and mighty in force. Whether in agility, reactions, or explosive power, they ranked among the best at the same realm.
Yet this little Daoist had taken them down one punch at a time?
The Taoist Talisman School was admittedly one of the lineages adept at close combat, but close combat was the greatest strength of Body Refinement Martial Artists!
Fine, this young Daoist was tall and lean. Judging by his build alone, he looked even more like a Body Refinement Martial Artist than the Dong Family members.
But Dong Yang still found it unbelievable.
There was only one possibility—his realm was crushing them... Dong Yang instantly calmed down.
The Daoist before him looked young, but like Luo Haoran and Lu Zhaoqing, his cultivation was at the Third Heaven.
And unlike the aged, frail Lu Zhaoqing, this young Daoist was in his prime and especially skilled with Celestial Master Mansion's Spirit Invocation Talisman!
As Dong Yang's gaze flickered, Lei Jun, who was supporting Luo Haoran before him, suddenly lifted his foot and stepped forward.
Then he and Luo Haoran instantly swelled in Dong Yang's vision, arriving right before him.
...And a Wind Riding Talisman!
Dong Yang's heart tightened.
He could still move this fast while carrying dead weight?
Fuck! Who was the Body Refinement Martial Artist here?!
Martial Dao cultivators valued the courage of blood and qi; their fighting spirit was bound to blaze fiercely.
Dong Yang's thoughts instantly cleared, but as his blood and qi erupted, he advanced rather than retreated, charging headlong at Lei Jun!
As he