Xiangg Wentian glanced, promptly dashed out, and pulled Ren Woxing back.
Ren Woxing was extremely shocked and furious!
He was about to reprimand.
But suddenly he felt intense chest pain, and upon uncovering his clothes, he saw a palm imprint on his chest.
"How did she do it?!"
Ren Woxing was aghast.
Clearly, he had only struck once.
Yet the opponent had struck twice, almost killing him directly!
This kind of unpredictable speed, skill, and palm technique!
He only realized it just now, after the fact.
If he were to make another move.
Completely infuriating this Bai Wushuang, he might really be killed by her, and absolutely wouldn't know how he died.
Thinking of this.
Cold sweat broke out on Ren Woxing, his gaze towards Bai Wushuang becoming wary and cautious.
"Where did this Bai Wushuang come from, whose skill level has reached a state that ordinary first-class experts can't even come close to!"
"It's terrifying. I don't recognize the Jianghu at all anymore."
