Jiang Dali instantly felt his primordial spirit tremble, his mind filled with a heart-wrenching, ghostly wail of wind, and his entire body felt bone-chillingly cold, as if he was about to freeze.
But this feeling was quickly dispelled by the explosive burst of his Golden Bell Qi Shield outside his body.
In the next moment, with a loud boom, his fist had already fiercely struck at Shangguan Yun.
Bam!
The low thundering sound echoed and erupted.
This punch was unbelievably blocked by Shangguan Yun's arms.
The ground where the two stood seemed to shake as if bombarded by Thunderbolt, detonating shallow pits one after another, with violent airwaves shattering the rubble and stones around, shooting them far away like arrows.
Amidst the exploding airwaves, Shangguan Yun's face turned slightly pale, yet his image at this moment left everyone watching stunned and speechless.
