Hu Qi stood up from the ground a kilometer away, his eyes bursting with fierce light. Those eyes were as sharp and ferocious as a fierce tiger descending a mountain. He looked at Ling Yi and Ling Er, a cold sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Martial Soul Secret Skill! Magic Tiger Fist!"
Hu Qi took an arrow step, directly crossing the kilometer distance, appearing like a ghost beside Ling Er, and aimed a punch straight at Ling Er's face.
Roar—
A deafening and fierce roar spread throughout the mountains and forests, shaking heaven and earth, reversing the wind and clouds!
"Not good!"
Ling Er exclaimed, hastily circulating power, crossing his arms in front of his chest. With a loud bang, Hu Qi's punch directly hit between Ling Er's arms, producing a crisp cracking sound.
Bang.
The right arm that Ling Er condensed with spiritual power was shattered by Hu Qi's punch at this moment, turning into starry spots, quickly disappearing into the air.
