Now, things are different.
The shadows of the fists move like the wind, with each punch's force condensed within.
Not a single bit is exposed, all of it directed forward.
As a result, his power has increased by at least thirty percent from before.
Besides, his moves have become even more exquisite.
Earlier, when Su Mo engaged in close combat with him for only three to five moves, he had already dismantled his momentum, opening up his defenses wide.
At this moment, after exchanging three moves, they were still evenly matched.
For a moment, Su Mo couldn't help but feel overjoyed!
He couldn't resist looking up and laughing wildly:
"What an impressive Longmen Seventh Jing, what a formidable Great Sumeru Demon Sky Divine Power, you did not disappoint me!!!"
Upon hearing these words, Longmen Seventh Jing gritted his teeth, his heart filled with uncontrollable anger.
Who was he?
The distinguished Longmen Seventh Jing, not some young, inexperienced Jianghu novice.
