Splutter!
Venerable Fu Gui fell back, as he spouted a mouthful of blood and he ended up rolling around several times in a distressed state because of their strikes. His yellow robe's hood was torn apart by Shan Xiong's strike, which caused his hair to hang loosely over his shoulders.
"You are really daring," Venerable Fu Gui shouted angrily in a deep voice. He wasn't angry because they had injured him, but because they had betrayed him.
He slightly shook his robe and stood up straight. It was obvious that he didn't suffer any grave injuries from Shan Xiong's all-out strike.
"Shan Xiong, I am the one who taught you such a palm technique, yet you still dare to use it against me?" Venerable Fu Gui wiped the blood at the corners of his mouth.
However, when he just finished his words, he spouted another mouthful of blood, and a thorn could be faintly seen within the blood.
