There was still one man left.
The one wielding the Water-and-Fire Meteor Hammers.
Of these two hammers, one was large and one small. One struck outward while the other drew inward; usually, the small hammer stayed in the hand to control the large one used to kill.
Seeing Lian Youming turn and charge back, the hammer wielder swiftly twisted at the waist. His meteor hammer immediately swung in a great circle like a pendulum, gathering momentum and borrowing force. Then he kicked it forward with his right foot, sending it straight at Lian Youming's face.
Fierce wind struck his face, but Lian Youming did not dodge. He raised the hammer in his other hand before him and blocked the blow.
When that attack failed, his opponent immediately sent his meteor hammers shooting out and retracting like arrows. The two hammers darted left and right, impossible to guard against.
Moments later, the old man wielding the iron staff attacked again. He drew his staff outward and, looking like a mad demon, worked it with both hands, shaking out overlapping staff shadows.
This was originally a move called Parting the Grass to Seek the Snake, aimed specifically at the lower body. But with his opponent now standing higher up, his sweeps and flicks targeted the head instead.
Holding his heavy hammers, Lian Youming leaned his upper body backward to evade, then used the movement to hurl one of them.
Beneath the moonlight, the two hammers passed one another, scraping up a burst of sparks.
Watching the terrifying giant hammer fly toward his face, the Old-Era Martial Artist wielding the meteor hammers felt his scalp prickle. In his haste, he could only release his weapon and hurriedly roll aside.
He had almost escaped when an iron staff swung back and flicked him right