Moreover, they also wanted the Eight Trigrams Sect to pay a price!
'Who?'
Wu Sheng was howling when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine, his hair standing on end.
He was at the Divine Realm, with keener senses.
As long as someone harbored murderous intent towards him, even from afar, he would sense it.
Regardless of who wanted to kill him, he quickly planted his foot down and leapt to the side.
Boom!
Suddenly, two figures leapt over, each striking out with a palm, their Palm Gang like a mountain, crashing onto the spot where Wu Sheng had stood.
Instantly, that place exploded, debris flying everywhere, rolling dust spreading over the area.
The shockwave from these Palm Gangs instantly killed two of the weaker Wu Family youths.
'It really is the Eight Trigrams Palm!'
While dodging these two palms, Wu Sheng recognized the move.
Yu Dahu, the "Old Mountain Cat," and Hong Chendao, the "One Cut Red," emerged from the dust, continuing to chase Wu Sheng.
