From the moment Zhang Rongfang charged into the courtyard, tearing through everything in his path, until he instantly crushed the Yuan family brothers to death.
The two sides in the entire courtyard froze simultaneously, startled by the tremendous commotion, halting their battle and turning to look over here.
Crash.
The rubble on Zhang Rongfang's body fell to the ground as he turned around.
His gaze, from beneath the helmet, swept over everyone.
The martial monks of Wanghai Temple flinched as his gaze passed over them, unconsciously gripping their weapons, their bodies taut.
"Surround this place. Let no one escape."
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, and instantly, squads of masked men in black poured in through the breach in the wall and the temple entrance behind him.
The martial monks were already outnumbered, and now the experts were completely suppressed, changing the roles of offense and defense in an instant.
