If the Flying Knife filled with Inner Qi were to pierce into his heart, Ou Yuanhu would face certain death.
But just as Ou Yuanhu was falling into complete despair, two fingers clamped down on the Dragon-slaying Edge, stopping it dead.
The one who made his move was the Ou Family Supreme Ancestor, whose figure was nearly as fast as Zheng Ming's Flying Knife, and who precisely captured the knife in his grip.
"Junior, your Flying Knife is not bad, but to kill someone in front of me, you're still lacking a little," said the Supreme Ancestor.
As the Supreme Ancestor spoke, he pointed at Zheng Ming and ordered, "Take him down!"
Three Elders of the Ou Family simultaneously struck out with their palms, and three mighty palm winds, like a whirlwind rising from the desert, directly engulfed Zheng Ming.
Under the barrage of palm winds, Zheng Ming felt as if the air around him was constricting like ropes, making it increasingly difficult for him to move.
