A smug look crossed Kang Lanyun's face. He immediately sealed off his senses to avoid falling victim to his own attack.
The Three Sounds Soul Falling Skill could only be used once. If an opponent was prepared, it was unlikely to succeed.
With a flick of his fingertips, three azure beads shot out like Iron Pills, flying straight for Jiang Yi's face!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The air trembled as three explosive bangs echoed across the land.
Kang Lanyun opened his eyes, ready to savor the sight of Jiang Yi—his prized Cultivation Furnace—being blown to smithereens from the inside out.
Instead, a fist grew ever clearer before him, and a deafening ring filled his ears, as if a thousand bronze bells were toppling at once!
THUD!
The woman in the long dress, who had been tossed aside, stared wide-eyed. The figure in the flowing, wide-sleeved robe slowly retracted his fist. A headless corpse plummeted from mid-air, but before it could hit the ground, it exploded into a shower of crimson mist.
