Fanatical Disciples

The collision of the three powerful martial techniques resembled three powerful bombs detonating, instantly destroying the forest within a radius of a hundred meters.

Once the aftermath of the explosion settled, three figures, blurry with fresh blood, were sent flying.

They were none other than Lu Ze, Xiao Shiqi, and Xiao Shiba!

"Bang! Bang!"

With two dull thuds, Xiao Shiqi and Xiao Shiba fell heavily to the ground, covered in sword wounds as if they had suffered a cruel fate.

"Puh!"

"Damn, these two are formidable!"

Lu Ze, compared to them, fared slightly better. He didn't collapse after being thrown back, but his face was extremely pale. His clothes were tattered, numerous injuries covered his body, and his aura was in complete disarray.

After spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, he almost fell to the ground.