The duty officer in the command room hurriedly answered.
In an instant, Lin Feng’s expression darkened. Just as he had surmised, only Chu Tianhe could be capable of producing such violent ancient martial qi fluctuations!
"Damn it! Everyone who is a Grade 3 ancient martial artist or higher, follow me. The rest, hold your positions!"
With a sharp shout, Lin Feng led his team as they charged out of the War Department Yamen.
"Commander Lin, if we only take those at Grade 3 or higher, we won't have enough manpower!" someone reminded him.
"With ancient martial qi fluctuations this powerful, anyone below Grade 3 would be struck with internal injuries before they even got close. What good would they be?" Lin Feng cursed angrily, then sprinted toward Chu Tianhe’s Acupuncture Clinic.
Meanwhile, Chu Tianhe and Jiang Daoru had already exchanged over a hundred moves. Jiang Daoru’s sword technique had grown increasingly sharp, with the whistling sound of his blade constant. Both of them were moving with absolute, peak efficiency.
Although Yue Linglong, Liu Hongyue, and Gu Yuqing were staring intently, their eyes could no longer track the speed of the two men; their visual nerves could only register layer upon layer of afterimages.
"Bang!"
After a clash of blades, Jiang Daoru spun and struck with his palm. A massive, irresistible force slammed directly toward Chu Tianhe’s chest.
"The Innate Eight Trigrams Palm?!"
Chu Tianhe’s pupils contracted sharply. "I never imagined you could master …
Chapter 91