Two Mind-Splitting Peak practitioners were annihilated, their bodies plummeting from the sky.
Ling Tianyu soared into the air, stabilized midair, and suddenly turned around, spinning 180 degrees, his right foot kicking sideways, striking one of the corpses. Without pausing, his foot swung again, hitting the other corpse as well.
"Bang! Bang!"
The seven Mind-Splitting Peak practitioners rushing up hadn't even started to attack when they were hit by the flying bodies, only three managed to dodge.
"Whoosh!"
Ling Tianyu took the initiative, disappearing from his spot in an instant.
The three who had dodged only felt a gust of wind pass by, and by the time they reacted, it was already too late—their carotid arteries were severed.
The force of the attack followed the wound into their bodies, with the Soul, meridians, and Dantian being ground up like in a meat grinder, turning them into pieces. They knelt down, not getting up again, their pupils dilated and void of life.
