Faint wisps of smoke drifted from their mouths and noses.
This was a sign that their True Qi was scorching their meridians.
But the power of that palm strike didn't end there. The Palm Power continued unabated, sending men sprawling in its wake. A series of explosive BANGS resounded endlessly.
Without bothering to see what happened to them next, Fang Shuwen lashed out with a kick, sending a red-clad figure in front of him flying.
The man flew like a cannonball, crashing violently into the crowd behind him and instantly felling dozens of people.
His body was coursing with Fang Shuwen's Inner Strength. Anyone he collided with suffered broken bones and torn tendons; the unlucky ones were killed outright.
Just then, two palms struck his back simultaneously.
Fang Shuwen faltered for only a split second as more palms struck his chest, abdomen, shoulders, head, and legs.
