Song Wu cried out in shock, but the man sneered, activating the Gang Qi within his body, his sharp sword spinning to cut, ready to tear open Song Wu's heart and lungs.
Song Wu, however, was decisive, directly striking the sword with his palm, breaking it in half.
"Kill him!"
At this moment, the head of the Arhat Hall, who had just been severely injured by Song Wu's palm strike, charged forward to join the middle-aged monk in besieging Song Wu.
"Third Brother!"
Song Ying roared in anger, about to step forward to help, but was desperately blocked by a True Qi Cultivation martial monk from the Arhat Hall.
"Hah!!!"
With reinforcements blocked and trapped in danger, Song Wu felt no fear, shouting angrily as he urged his Gang Qi again, his palm striking out like a furious dragon, engaging in combat without defense, exchanging life for life.
