At that moment, the old man's pupils shrank. His fingers could pierce metal and shatter stone, and their strength could crush Refined Iron with ease.
Yet they only sank into Xu Yunfan's shoulder and neck before being forced out by muscles as taut as steel cables.
'How is this possible?!'
'Even if the man was at Second Level Perfection, with my power at the Great Success of the Flesh Refining Realm and my mastery of Claw Martial Arts, I can't even tear a shred of his flesh?'
"This Flesh Refining Realm of yours…"
Xu Yunfan lifted his head. His eyes held a profound darkness that made the purple-robed old man's heart lurch. As Xu Yunfan's Blood Qi surged and his body's hormones spiked, the old man's sense of dread intensified.
'This man's strength far surpasses that of an ordinary Third Level Martial Artist.'
"Is it watered down? So feeble?"
As Xu Yunfan spoke, the purple-robed old man grunted. With a sharp tug on his Nine-Section Whip, he ripped the entire roof beam in two.
