"Shui Jing, let me show you the true power of our Black Witch Sect!" As Ba Kun spoke, his fist had already struck toward Mr. Shui Jing's chest, with strong wind blowing the surrounding leaves up, making them dance in the air.
"Alright, that guy Ba Kun!"
At this moment, everyone turned to look at Ba Kun, even Li Xiaobao temporarily abandoned his plan to kill Ba Peng, as he thought that Ba Peng was doomed to die today, whether sooner or later made no difference.
Instead, Li Xiaobao was somewhat intrigued by the secret technique Ba Kun was cultivating, faintly feeling that Ba Kun's secret cultivation was quite remarkable.
"It's just a petty trick!"
At this moment, Liu Zhiming looked at Ba Kun with a look of disdain and lightly snorted, then said, "No matter how powerful his cultivation is, in front of Mr. Shui Jing, it is nothing but a dead end!"
