Although these people possessed robust physiques, their cultivation was limited.
Amid the violent shockwaves of battle, a terrifying force erupted instantly, sending Zhou Haifeng flying backward until he slammed into a small hill, reducing the rocky mound to dust.
"Attacking me while my guard was down—is this truly the way of those great sects?" Zhou Yang's expression quickly recovered, but his outward aura was vastly different. It was as though he carried thousands of sword qi; with what seemed like a single punch, he achieved the effect of a thousand swords striking together.
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