"Haha, what a small place!" The man in the black robe laughed raucously. From his speech, it could be discerned that he was not from the eastern forces of the Primitive Continent. His eyes turned cold as he looked at the spirited Nie Feng outside the city.
Without a second word, he slapped with his hand!
BOOM!
The Void echoed.
The sky seemed to darken; a palm print emerged high above, eclipsing the sun. It emanated rolling black mist as it struck Nie Feng.
"PFF!"
Nie Feng coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood and fell to his knees.
So powerful! Could there be other powerful beings in the Divine Court of Light? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible...
Nie Feng was horrified and shocked. For a moment, he even forgot to stand up.
The divine army in the city, which was carrying out the slaughter, was also taken aback. Seeing Nie Feng kneeling on the ground, their morale fell sharply. They all stayed where they were, not daring to launch an attack on their own.
