Hong...
The loud noise was deafening and exploded in each martial artist's mind. Some of the weaker martial artists turned pale, their eyes saw stars, and their expressions were painful. The root of their ears were bleeding.
Zhan Feng and the disciple were both thrown back. Their faces were pale and blood trickled from the corner of their mouths.
The flying sword was dim and faintly cracked. The knife in the disciple's hand was already covered with cobwebs and could break at any time.
At the same time, the blue-bearded old man's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and he whispered a few words in the ear of another disciple.
Although he didn't hear what he said, he could tell from the disciple's happy look that it must not be a good thing!
Zhan Feng steadied himself and panted hea
