At this moment, outside Mount Yun Ding.
With a flash of light, the people from the Supreme Hall were beaten out. They lay on the ground with their limbs spread out, their expressions filled with pain.
Wanfeng also smashed out miserably with another flash of light and fell heavily to the ground.
"Pfft…" He spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. His face was pale. Clearly, Linglong's hammer strike was very powerful. It directly broke his bones.
"Master, I'm sorry… I've disappointed you." Wanfeng struggled to get up and apologize to Gu Jianxuan.
Little did he know that Gu Jianxuan's face had completely darkened.
"Trash, a bunch of trash." Gu Jianxuan was so angry that smoke was almost coming out of his head. Who would have thought that his carefully prepared trump card would be so easily defeated by Little Linglong's three strikes of hammer?
