"You are delusional!" Fang Qingye shouted, his brows filled with murderous intent, a sight of the wrathful martial sovereign that the world has never seen.
Mo Shouhe thrust out a palm, leading to countless palm impressions overwhelming the sky towards Fang Qingye, each one capable of easily annihilating a strong practitioner. This alone was enough to prove that Mo Shouhe's power wasn't affected by the issue of longevity.
Fang Qingye flicked his finger, a razor-sharp beam pierced through the numerous palm impressions, arriving directly in front of Mo Shouhe.
Bam!
Mo Shouhe punched out, colliding with the finger beam, creating a dull sound of impact. The finger beam suddenly dissipated, while Mo Shouhe's figure slightly wavered.
Ignoring the terrifying palm strikes coming at him, Fang Qingye vanished in a flash, reappearing behind Mo Shouhe with a hand reaching directly for Mo Shouhe's back.
