Fang Mingda felt as if his chest was hit by a huge rock and his breathing stagnated.
The protective true energy in his body was like nothing and could not defend against the old Taoist's palm at all.
"Senior Brother!" the woman following behind exclaimed.
The old Taoist took back his palm and quickly sent out another palm: "Die!"
Fang Mingda subconsciously raised his hand, gathered all his internal energy, and faced the palm strike from the old Taoist priest.
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