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Smack!

Unsurprisingly, Vice-Captain Yang Renshuai was also sent flying with a slap.

“Too brutal…”

Number Two, Luo Feng, and the other members of the sightseeing tour watched with sparkling eyes.

The Hidden Kill Sect is very powerful? Very awesome? In front of Palm God Xu Ming, aren't they just a bunch of little faces begging to be slapped?

“Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap them all!”

The members of the sightseeing tour were all very satisfied watching.

They all felt that this sightseeing tour was really worth it.

The Hidden Kill Sect's martial artists were once again dumbfounded: “Even the vice-captain was slapped over?”

However, this time, in addition to being dumbfounded, they felt even more shame and indignation!

“Too arrogant! Too conceited!”

“A mere Barbaric Sect dares to slap the face of our Hidden Kill Sect!?”

“This is outrageous!”

The Hidden Kill Sect's martial artists were all so ashamed and indignant that their cheeks were burning, as if Xu Ming's slap was hitting everyone's faces.

They had originally set up a trap, preparing to unilaterally massacre the Barbaric Sect; but now, before the massacre even started, the captain and vice-captain had been slapped in the face one after another—how could they tolerate this?

Absolutely intolerable!

“Brothers, attack! * * * *!”

“Everyone attack together and take down this madman first!”

“Don't be intimidated by him! With so many of us, we could drown him with our spit!”

After the Hidden Kill Sect's martial artists came back to their senses, more than half of them simultaneously attacked Xu Ming.

Less than half, about two hundred martial artists, had two tasks: first, to hold their ground and confront the Barbaric Sect; second, even if they wanted to join the attack, they couldn't squeeze in.

About three hundred Half-Step Core Formation and Perfected Stage Innate martial artists surrounded and attacked Xu Ming, completely surrounding him, layer upon layer!

“Not good! Brother Ming is in danger!” Crazy, Chen Yu, and others involuntarily changed their address for Xu Ming to “Brother Ming” in their hearts.

This wasn't flattery or bootlicking, but a heartfelt respect and admiration for Xu Ming.

Xu Ming's few dashing slaps had once again gained him a group of fans.

“Brothers, let's go up and help Brother Ming!” Crazy transmitted his voice and shouted.

“Attack!”

“Attack!”

“We can't let Brother Ming be ganged up on!”

Although their strength was far inferior, the passionate heroes of the Barbaric Sect all transmitted their voices and roared angrily.

Xu Ming's few slaps had ignited their blazing fighting spirit.

However, before Crazy and his brothers could rush forward, they received Xu Ming's order: “All of you stay put and watch the show, don't come up and make trouble!”

Now, Xu Ming undoubtedly had established extremely high prestige in the hearts of Crazy, Chen Yu, and his brothers.

At Xu Ming's command, Crazy, Chen Yu, and others immediately stopped.

In the next second, Crazy and the others understood why Xu Ming didn't want them to come up and support him—because it wasn't necessary at all!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…

Following closely were a series of sounds of bodies crashing to the ground.

The steady sound of bodies falling to the ground intertwined with the crisp slapping sounds, forming a beautiful symphony.

However, this was clearly just the beginning of the symphony.

After performing the starting move “360-degree spinning backhand slap”, Xu Ming ignored the Hidden Kill Sect martial artists' dumbfounded expressions and directly took the initiative to kill them.

Smack smack smack smack smack smack…

Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, wherever Xu Ming went, palm shadows filled the sky, accompanied by crisp slapping sounds.

The Hidden Kill Sect's elite martial artists instantly became defenseless little lambs; wherever Xu Ming passed, the Hidden Kill Sect's martial artists were all slapped away, without exception!

“This is really enjoyable…”

Number Two, Luo Feng, and the other members of the sightseeing tour were all intoxicated by the spectacle of this “flying trapeze act”.

Crazy, Chen Yu, and the others were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths for a long time: “Brother Ming, is he planning to… slap all the people from the Hidden Kill Sect away!”

Too brutal!

Too arrogant!

Too domineering!

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Please note that it’s not killing the opponent with weapons and leaving them without a single piece of armor, nor is it using iron fists to bombard the opponent and cause them to be defeated—but using slaps to beat their faces and explode them!

What is face-slapping?

This is the correct face-slapping posture in textbook form!

“Palm God…” Crazy and the others finally understood why Xu Ming was revered as the “Palm God”.

In terms of face-slapping skills, Xu Ming is truly unmatched!

Crazy, Chen Yu, and others were even wondering if the “Palm God Alliance” was still recruiting members; they also wanted to join.

…

Xu Ming's face-slapping was extremely satisfying.

No matter how the Hidden Kill Sect resisted and struggled, no matter how they hid their faces, even covering their little faces with their hands—they couldn't escape the fate of being slapped in the face and sent flying!

Because they were opposing forces, Xu Ming's attacks were particularly ruthless.

Wherever his palm passed, the lightly injured would be dizzy, and the severely injured would directly faint; not a single one could stand firm.

Number Two, Luo Feng, Crazy, and others were all horrified to see that every little face that Xu Ming had slapped was swollen like a pig's head, so much so that even their parents wouldn't recognize them.

People like Number Two, who had once been slapped by the “Palm God”, felt even more fortunate—thank goodness, thank goodness, Brother Ming wasn't so ruthless when he slapped me.

“Brother Ming's strength…” After the shock, veteran experts like Crazy and Chen Yu secretly began to estimate Xu Ming's strength, “Moving through hundreds of Half-Step Core Formation and Perfected Stage Innate martial artists as if entering an uninhabited place, Brother Ming's strength is probably enough to rival the mid-stage of Core Formation!”

Half-Step Core Formation, rivaling the mid-stage of Core Formation?—Crazy and the others were secretly horrified.

However, they knew that cultivation was only one standard for measuring strength; for a peerless genius like Brother Ming, it wouldn't be strange at all to fight beyond his level; it would be abnormal if he couldn't!

However, Crazy and the others didn't know that they had underestimated Xu Ming—now, Xu Ming was just testing the waters; if he were to explode with all his strength, how could he only rival the mid-stage of Core Formation?

Even the Perfected Stage of Core Formation, what would Xu Ming have to fear!?

Xu Ming's attacks were extremely fast, and his palms swept across the area, even creating a scene of palm shadows filling the sky.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred little faces had been slapped to the ground and completely lost their ability to resist.

The Hidden Kill Sect martial artists all felt uneasy; if Brother Ming continued to slap like this, in the blink of an eye, their five hundred experts would probably be slapped to the ground without exception!

What to do!?

Could it be that they should escape?—However, if five hundred of them were slapped into a rout like this, where would they put their faces after this matter spread?

Just as the Hidden Kill Sect martial artists were in a dilemma, suddenly, a majestic and domineering voice came from an unknown source, instantly reverberating throughout the battlefield: “Hidden Kill Sect martial artists, listen to my command!—Everyone abandon Xu Ming and attack Gu Hanmo! You must capture Gu Hanmo alive first!”