บท 973: Chapter 973: I'm Here to Take Miss Su Home

"What arrogance!"

A disciple, furious upon hearing this, leaped forward, his toes tapping several times on the mountain path before he lunged towards Ning Fan, aiming a palm strike at his face.

"Die!"

The howling palm wind surged, carrying a sharp whistling sound.

"Get out of my way!"

Ning Fan didn't even look at him, and with a casual palm strike, sent the disciple flying backwards through the air.

The disciple arced through the air, blood spraying from his mouth, and upon landing, he smashed a huge crater into the steps.

Immediately after, his head tilted, and he passed out.

The other disciples, seeing this, showed a look of horror on their faces.

'Brother Zhang has been defeated with a single palm strike!'

'He's the highest ranking disciple in our outer gate!'

'Who exactly are these people?'

Just then, a deep cold snort came from behind the crowd.

The disciples dispersed, revealing a pathway.