"Boom—"
The five-zhang tall "卐" symbol of the Great Buddha Hand crashed down, shattering the Tiger Split Blade Gang technique executed by the three from the Lu Family.
The violent shockwaves sent the three flying, drawing three blood-red arcs in midair.
"Pfft!" Lu Jinyun, who bore the brunt, spat out a mouthful of blood, his armor shattering at the chest.
Beside him, Lu Jinhua's saber broke into three pieces, his tiger's mouth splitting open.
The most unfortunate was Lu Jinwu, who fell to the ground like a rag, his whole body's meridians flowing in reverse, passing out on the spot.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Master Huanmie clasped his hands together, his monk's robe without even a wrinkle, "Someone, take the three generals to the meditation room for healing."
"You bald donkey, how dare you!"
"Who dares touch the generals, kill without mercy!"
A general accompanying the Guard Army suddenly roared, his voice like a thunderclap.
"Guard Army, hear my command!"
