Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

The masked man spoke first and fell to the ground with a thud.

Everyone looked at the people around them with wary expressions.

They all secretly checked the condition of their bodies. The more they used their skills, the faster the toxins circulated.

Jiang Feng pretended to be poisoned and collapsed to the ground.

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!

The white-haired old man had a strange smile on his face: You have been hit by my spirit dispersing powder, unless the great master comes.

A man in purple took a breath and fled outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Still want to escape?

The white-haired old man caught up with him at a speed far exceeding that of the purple-clothed man, and struck the purple-clothed man's Tianling Gai with his palm.

puff!

The man in purple was poisoned so much that he couldn't exert his full strength.

The white-haired old man obviously hid his strength, and he killed him on the spot with one move.

Are you hiding your strength? the masked man said with a trembling voice.

The white-haired old man had just taken action, and his true strength was most likely the peak of a grandmaster.

The situation is critical, everyone grits their teeth and may be able to work together.

However, they are all waiting for others to make the first move.",