Thud——
He died, not knowing what happened just now.
But the four subordinates around him saw it clearly. When he rushed towards Chu Liang, Chu Liang ducked his body, sidestepped, and ghostly moved to his back.
In his palm was, unbeknownst to anyone, half a gold brick.
A brick.
Smashed the old evil witch's head, splattering his brain, looked like he was dead.
Chu Liang looked at the fallen old man in front of him, his expression indifferent.
Blabbering for so long... Is this all the strength you've got?
But he couldn't really blame him; after all, his physique didn't look like he had any martial arts training. Who would've thought that one brick swing could hit with the force of ten tigers?
Besides, Chu Liang had previously consulted Yun Chaoxian on martial arts techniques.