The arm emitted a crisp sound, and the bones shattered apart.
The body trembled, retreating repeatedly, as powerful force impacted the region of the five viscera and six viscera, a mouthful of blood surged upwards, almost about to be spit out.
"Why are you so powerful!"
The silver-armored cultivator spoke, his expression somewhat incredulous.
As a powerful member of the Ice Demon Race, he was a supreme great power of the Ninth-Layer of Tribulation Crossing, possessing his own pride and arrogance, yet all of this dissipated under this punch.
"Catch the punch!"
Lu Xuanji's steps flashed, urging his magical power, which resonated with the Void Law, swiftly advancing forward, his spine tensed like a drawn bow; the muscles of his waist engaged, the muscles of his arms erupted, and his whole body's Qi and blood surged and boiled.
At the moment when Qi and blood reached the extreme, he directly stepped forward and unleashed a fist.
