Not far away, Zhou Yitang suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, his facial skin trembling continuously due to the violent fluctuations of the airflow.
"Such power.....!!?"
"Quick, leave!!" An elder with the surname Hu appeared beside him and shouted harshly.
Their initial plan, exchanged with just a glance, was to stop here and turn around to attack Zhang Rongfang together.
But that move just now....
Such power...!
Instantly affecting a range of more than ten meters around, even a Hard Skill Grandmaster, known for their strength, might not achieve such an exaggerated effect.
"Leave!" Zhou Yitang decisively abandoned his thought of surrounding and attacking the opponent.
The two of them scattered simultaneously to the left and right, caring only to save their lives first.
But just two steps out, the elder with the surname Hu felt every hair on his body standing upright, fully exerting his final form, his body began to change.
But it was too late.
With a swish.
