Monk Yuande frowned, strode toward the opposite side, and took the initiative to meet the two middle-aged men.

The two middle-aged men behind him were busy speeding up to keep up with Monk Yuande.

Monk Yuande punched out, and the punch accelerated forward like a meteor. He kept accelerating, getting faster and faster.

There was a faint roar of wind and thunder from the punch.

The two middle-aged men at the head held out their palms respectively, and there was a faint white light in their palms, a bright and flawless white light.

It is just like the appearance when Fakong casts the Great Light Spell at the beginning, and also like the light of the Great Light Fist of the Holy Sect of Light.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, both palms collided with Monk Yuande's fist, and each flew backwards.

Monk Yuande flew three feet in the air and landed on the ground. Two middle-aged men behind him had already caught up with him and slapped him on the back.

The two middle-aged men in front spurted a blood arrow in the air, slid ten steps, staggered to the ground, and hit the wall heavily.

"Bang!" The wall shook.

"Bang bang" two black tiles fell from the wall.

Monk Yuande twisted his waist and turned, punched out, and a golden lotus appeared faintly in his fist, slowly blooming.

"Bang!" The two middle-aged men flew out of the alley and landed on Fengming Avenue, almost being stepped on.

People avoided him one after another, causing local chaos on Fengming Avenue.

Monk Yuande also flew into the air, passing more than ten meters away. He used his strength to swoop down towards the two middle-aged men who had just stood firm. The golden light attached to his fists became more concentrated and turned into a golden lotus.

The two middle-aged men gritted their teeth, their palms shone brightly again, their eyes burned, and they met Monk Yuande's fist.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, two middle-aged men slid on the ground for more than ten meters and plowed the green bricks into four half-foot-deep furrows.

Monk Yuande gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He chased after him and punched him again.

Before the two middle-aged men could stand firm, with blood pouring from the corners of their mouths, they hurriedly used their palms to block the attack, otherwise they would have been killed with a strong punch.

The momentum of Monk Yuande's punch was even more amazing than before.

Just as the two of them were gritting their teeth and holding on to use their palms, Monk Yuande suddenly flashed past them and headed towards the alley, and even took the initiative to withdraw.

They were startled, turned their heads and looked over in surprise, but did not pursue him.

They were assassinating, but they were almost killed in reverse. The sect seriously underestimated Monk Yuande's cultivation.

If you catch up, the result will be death.

Two other middle-aged people who ran from Fengming Avenue rushed over. The four of them looked at each other with helpless expressions on their faces.

The information was so outrageous that it almost cost the lives of four of them. It was simply harmful.

However, Monk Yuande clearly had the opportunity to kill four of his people, so why did he let it go? Monk Yuande has nothing to do with being kind-hearted and soft-handed.

There must be a reason!

As expected, he went crazy and his cultivation level was greatly damaged. He must have used a secret technique to stimulate his potential just now, and he was almost unable to hold on!

They shook their heads.

I should have caught up just now.

Monk Yuande looked at the figure standing at the end of the alley with a solemn expression.

This person was as hazy as if he were standing in the mist and couldn't see his face clearly. Monk Yuande couldn't see clearly even if he concentrated his eyes.
Chapter completed!