Ling Fan glanced at the members of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association rushing towards him, raised his eyebrows slightly—he really couldn't muster any interest in these insignificant characters who were mere chickens and dogs, easily dealt with a simple wave of his hand.
"Swish!"
Ling Fan's figure suddenly burst forward, turning into an afterimage that vanished from the spot, charging into the crowd of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association like a tiger amongst sheep.
Tan Hao and Shen Wenshi were the highest in cultivation at the meeting, both at the Fourth Grade Martial King Realm. Ling Fan flashed to their side, raised his hand and struck them with a palm, sending both flying away, heavily injured and unable to rise from the ground.
Two capable hands of the Dragon-Slaying Business Association lost their fighting power instantly, rolling several meters away with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
