At that moment, Wang Wu's ghostly figure had already reached Zhou Mu. Specializing in attacking the lower body, he naturally dodged the punch. However, the shockwave from the immense force affected him slightly, but it didn't really matter.
At the same time, Du San's figure was not to be outdone. It was obvious that he knew that it was not wise to take the punch head-on, so he easily dodged it, as he was good at sneak attacks.
However, the force of the punch was too great, and since the main target was him, some of the residual force hit him, immediately tearing his skin and causing him to groan. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his steady figure trembled for a moment.
Fortunately, things recovered in time and did not cause much of an impact.
At this moment, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
Clearly, he hadn't expected that a martial artist with only the cultivation of the Dao Palace would possess such formidable physical strength, especially considering that he was a martial artist at the Immortal-Mortal Realm.
The Immortal Realm and the Dao Palace Realm are like heaven and earth, respectively.
How can such a huge gap be ignored by this guy?
At the same time, I felt a little relieved. It was fortunate that I had gone all out and hadn't underestimated this guy just because he was a Dao Palace cultivator. Otherwise, I would have perished here from the aftershocks alone.
A punch landed.
However, it did not cause much harm to the two of them.
Zhou Mu's expression finally changed.
At this moment, the two people were already very close to him.
He could almost clearly feel the cold touch of the sharp blade, and he could see his own reflection in Du San's eyes, which were covered by black mist.
A wave of despair washed over him.
"Oh no, I overestimated myself..."
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