Chapter 37 - 35 Mr. Jing of Liu Zun Temple
The young man, whose face was stiff as a zombie's, barely managed to mobilize his Qi-Blood to suppress his churning organs.
If he hadn't already reached the Inner Strength Realm, making his organs resilient, that kick just now would have claimed his life.
"It doesn't make sense. Normally, even if one is a prodigy who has reached the Inner Strength Realm, they should only be at the initial stage of this realm and shouldn't be strong enough to this extent..."
The young man's face was filled with shock as he gasped for breath.
The expression of the old man with the liquor pot also became extremely grave as he gazed at the evil wind swirling ahead.
"He didn't carry a Liu Zun Temple Night Lamp, nor does he have ash or incense on him, even the peak of Inner Strength Realm Qi-Blood can't withstand the erosion of my Twelve Ghost Qi!"
"As long as he is not in the Refining Essence Realm, he must die here at Bull Horn Mountain today."
"We..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a blade flashed suddenly ahead.
A cold light streaked through the night.
The evil wind disappeared.