A powerful wave of spiritual energy rippled out.

Wilbur threw a punch that collided with the short and muscular elder's fist.

A deafening sound rang through the air, and the elder let out a cry of agony as he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying through the air and landing heavily on the ground.

Wilbur's left hand made a circular motion at the same time, batting the fists aimed at his ribs away. The attacker's wrists cracked audibly, and he cried out in pain as he collapsed to the ground.

The sword was just about to touch

Wilbur's skin.

Yet in an impossible feat against physics, Wilbur turned around at the speed of light. He dodged the attack and counterattacked with a kick at the same time.

The sword wielder spat out a large mouthful of blood at once, his gaze turning into one of disbelief.

He could hardly believe that a human body could move like that, at such a speed that gave him no chance to retaliate at all.

All of this happened within a matter of seconds. All three bodyguards were heavily wounded and out of commission.

Wilbur put his hands behind his back, staring at the Eagle City Princes coldly.

been taken down and heavily wounded. Just how powerful was this guy? Asher and the rest of the Yves family were losing

the only

trying to take down Wilbur with three Ambience

just returning the favor. won't

he had

telling the truth. Three Ambience level cultivators might be impossibly powerful to regular people, but they were

he was more than capable of killing all of them with just

kill anyone, though. There was no grudge between him and

Justin spoke up, at

at once. It didn't matter how good of a fighter Wilbur was. He would

he so much as

to happen, for Wilbur to make Justin feel the slightest bit threatened. If that were to happen, the

nerve to attack Justin, and

Justin. "I know who you are. Xaron Clark, son

I were you, though. She's mine, got

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