Each punch and kick was not flashy, but powerful, and carried the Ice Cold Power, invading Zhou Lingtian's body.
Zhou Lingtian gritted his teeth and resisted.
"The martial arts of the Xuanming Elders are too bizarre. That chilling aura seems to freeze one's very soul."
Many martial artists marveled.
Xuanming Hall managed to establish a foothold in Lingnan within just two years.
Standing shoulder to shoulder with the Lingnan Eight Ancient Martial Families.
All thanks to Xuanming Elders, who carved a bloody path.
After today, the prestige of the Xuanming Elders would become even more formidable.
Zhou Lingtian felt as if he wasn't fighting two people.
But battling a Half-step War Emperor Martial Artist.
The Xuanming Elders' cooperation was too smooth, doubling their strength.
The chilling aura greatly hindered his movements.
Under their cooperation, there was practically no weakness.
Even if he managed to injure one of them.
He would also be hit by the other.
