"Whoosh!"
The Seventh Elder moved, first sending Zhong Zhiyong flying with a palm strike, then he moved again, punching Ding Fan on the left shoulder, causing Ding Fan to be sent flying as well.
"Pfft~"
Even though he did not use his full power, an attack from a Seventh Level Divine Realm was not something Zhong Zhiyong and Ding Fan could withstand. Both of them spat blood, their bodies flying backward, rolling into the courtyard, and Zhong Zhiyong even crashed into the courtyard wall.
"Huff huff~~"
The Chrono Narrow Space disappeared, and Yun Haitao was panting heavily, his legs going weak as he fell to the ground. Quickly regaining his composure, he stood up swiftly, placed a hand on his neck, and shouted nervously, "Ding Fan, you dare try to kill me? Are you really trying to kill me? Elders, Ding Fan wants to kill me!"
