As the True Martial Disciples watched in confusion, a tremor suddenly ran through Qin Fang.
The doorframe in his hands instantly exploded into a shower of wood splinters!
The next moment…
He waved his hand, and in an instant, the splinters shot toward the disciples, each carrying a terrifying Qi Force!
Dozens of splinters formed a dense cloud, requiring no aim whatsoever.
A series of sounds, PFFT PFFT PFFT, rang out as dozens of projectiles pierced flesh…
All of the True Martial Disciples stared, their eyes wide.
A second glance revealed… bloody holes had appeared on all their bodies.
Some in their heads, some in their chests, some in their faces.
…including three who were Anjin Level Martial Artists!
But now, they were all frozen in place.
"You…"
One of them managed to choke out a single word.
The next moment…
THUD. THUD…
One after another, the bodies collapsed.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Fang was the only living person left in the valley.
