The lead assassin, his aura ice-cold, reached Xu Ke in the blink of an eye. He threw a palm strike straight at Xu Ke's heart.
The wind from the strike was piercingly cold, the chill oppressive.
The extremity of that frigid aura almost instantly froze all the True Qi inside Xu Ke's body!
"Be careful!" Duan Zhuo'e bellowed.
None of them had anticipated the assassin would make a move at this moment.
But Xu Ke had been expecting it. "Elder Tang!" he called out.
"Yes!"
In that split second, the prepared Tang Yingchang immediately moved forward against the oncoming palm strike. His True Qi burst forth like a blazing sun, crashing toward the attacker.
BANG!
Their palms collided, and a dull explosion rang out.
"You dare block me? You're asking for death!" the assassin snorted coldly and lashed out with another palm strike at Tang Yingchang.
Tang Yingchang used a gentle force to push Xu Ke away toward the car. He then launched another punch at the attacker, adding, "Cut the crap."
