The long-haired cultivator was crushed to death in the palm of a hand, witnessing this scene left Bao Dingheng and the others shocked and fearful.
After Zhang Yan killed this person, he did not pause for a moment, leapt into the air, and pointed his finger forward. Immediately, the two golden hammers flew up with a muffled sound tearing through the void, smashing towards the White Robed Daoist.
The White Robed Daoist, having witnessed the tragic death of his fellow cultivator, was overcome with terror. Seeing Zhang Yan rushing towards him again, his heart trembled, and he hastily stepped on his cloud to retreat, trying to escape the pursuit of those two golden hammers.
Zhang Yan's face showed a mocking expression as he rose onto a cloud and followed closely behind.
