Old Sun's expression was extremely grave. He had just retreated several dozen feet and realized that retreating any farther would be useless.
Even Ling Tianya's attack had failed to stop Tuoba Ao just now. It seemed Tuoba Ao truly had made up his mind to kill him first.
"Sun Simiao, have you accepted your fate?" Tuoba Ao asked, his face full of triumph when he saw Sun Simiao stop. "It's about time. You have no chance!"
With that, Tuoba Ao abruptly spread the fingers of his left hand, then clenched them again. Oppressive deathly energy gathered over that fist, while an uncanny, demonic aura appeared over his right fist as he opened and closed that hand.
"You'll be the first to die under the combined attack of my Ghost Spirit Nine Transformations Art and Demon Spirit Nine Transformations Art. You should feel honored!" Tuoba Ao drove both fists at Old Sun.
Old Sun stamped his foot hard against the ground, rapidly drawing in his aura. At the same time, the internal power in his meridians surged madly toward his palms, and true qi gathered over them.
A sharp light flashed in Old Sun's eyes as he brought both palms up to meet Tuoba Ao's fists.
At the same time, Ling Tianya circled around in front of Tuoba Ao and struck out with both palms as well. Four streams of palm force instantly surged forth, striking toward Tuoba Ao.
Tuoba Ao laughed wildly, swinging his fists at the two men, one fist for each.
With a boom, fist force and palm force collided furiously. The force that burst outward shattered the soil several inches deep where the three stood.
The soil instantly turned into fine debris and dust that filled the air around them. Without another word, the three figures darted