The disciples of the Divine Tune Sect had already been frightened out of their wits, each of them began to retreat.
Under the ebb and flow of the fight, these Divine Tune Sect disciples had almost no power to fight back, and were quickly slaughtered.
"Close the gates!"
Inside the Divine Tune Sect, a solemn voice sounded.
Following this, the massive gates swiftly shut.
One after another, Divine Tune Sect disciples ascended the towering city walls, looking down at Ning Fan and the others with mocking expressions.
"This gate weighs over ten thousand catties, even a common Horizontal Refinement Grandmaster couldn't possibly break it open with bare hands."
"With just you all daring to attack the Divine Tune Sect, once the powerhouses inside arrive, it will spell your doom!"
A disciple said with a taunting look in his eyes.
Ning Fan glanced at him and strode up to the gate.
Then he slowly lifted his right arm and struck out with a palm.
"Boom!"