Biaan Mingyu's palm strike was full of power.
The Dark Energy soared across the sky with a howling sound, like a car roaring in a collision.
That Wu Teng was a Martial Artist.
But he was just a Yellow-level Martial Artist, whose cultivation and strength were far inferior to Biaan Mingyu.
With a casual palm strike, Biaan Mingyu severely injured him, causing him to cough up blood and unable to stand.
This scene left many of the onlookers in shock and fear.
Especially the few young men who were brought in following He Hai, who were already paralyzed with fear.
In their eyes, Biaan Mingyu seemed like a high master from the heavens, one who would kill at the slightest disagreement.
"Master Biaan..."
At this moment, Wu Teng gathered his strength, half-kneeling on the ground, respectfully bowing his head to Biaan Mingyu, gritting his teeth to plead for mercy.
Initially, he was calm, but after enduring such a palm strike, he could no longer hide the fear on his face.
