With a single strike, Lu Tianxing didn't linger at all; his figure flashed, and he had already appeared beside another man, as fast as lightning.
"Swoosh."
In just the blink of an eye, Lu Tianxing reached the man's side and threw a punch. The violent force seemed to explode the air itself, the fist penetrating through the air and blasting toward the man's chest.
The man, feeling the force of the wind from the punch, immediately changed complexion, hurriedly channeling his True Qi toward Lu Tianxing's arm, trying to stop him this way.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided mid-air, followed by the sound of a 'crack,' and the man's face instantly twisted in agony as a stark white bone protruded from his wrist joint, a horrifying sight accompanied by blood spraying out instantly.
"My hand, my hand."
