Murderous chill circled the sect gate and the air thickened like lead Dark clouds swallowed the sunset and only a few weak strands of light fell on tense faces Hu Meng stared at Moonfall Sect and decided to probe the strange man with one strike
He raised his ghost head saber high and poured power into it without restraint A black blade arc three zhang long tore out with a sound like wailing ghosts It flew straight for the man in the strange windbreaker
Allen was already dizzy from a brutal cold and his head burned with fever Now he saw that terrifying black light coming down on him and the last thread of reason snapped Fear and weakness hit at the same time and his body betrayed him
His knees went soft and he dropped like wet cloth onto the ground His legs folded into a twisted knot His hands braced on his knees by instinct as he tried to keep from tipping over
The pose was awkward and miserable
But in Hu Meng eyes it was thunder splitting the sky The blade arc stopped dead three inches above Allens head as if nailed by invisible law Hu Meng pupils shrank and a storm rose in his heart
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He believed this was a terrifying earth vein trap He believed if his strike landed the earth qi would rebound tenfold or a hundredfold and tear him apart Allen eyes were lowered and his face showed nothing
That calm under a collapsing mountain made Hu Meng certain this was a killing snare
The Ancestor was holding the central palace steady like a stone If they did not strike now they would never strike Qingsong eyes flashed and he shouted for the Taiji Divine Fist Formation
The disciples moved at once and rushed to circle Allen where he sat They formed an array around him as if guarding a sacred core
First came the arm swing movement Dozens of arms opened and closed in sharp rhythm The motion pulled in the surrounding spiritual energy and built a vast repelling force
Then came the kicking movement Dozens of leg shadows of spiritual power wove into a net They slammed into the Tiger Roar Sect cultivators who were already panicking and trying to retreat
This joint formation born from broadcast calisthenics erupted with absurd strength With Allen unknowingly sitting at the eye of the storm the power multiplied beyond belief Allen sat in the center and only heard screams and crashing feet around him
To him it felt like he had fallen into the middle of a riot
Tiger Roar Sect was beaten into a total rout Hu Meng was struck in the chest by a wave of power flung from the collective torso twist movement He spat a mouthful of blood and screamed as he fled in a streak of light
He did not even dare leave a single harsh word behind
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