Duan Yun pressed his knees forcefully onto the little girl's back, making her immobile, unable to even breathe.
At this moment, with a shout of "Yong Chun!" ringing out, Duan Yun's fists fell like a fierce storm.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The high-frequency and powerful impacts resonated continuously, causing a terrifying tremor, shaking the whole ground.
In just a short moment, the little girl's head took hundreds of blows.
Midway, his fists even burst into flames.
Under such high-frequency strikes, the little girl found it difficult to gather any True Qi to bounce back; as soon as it formed, it was shattered, as soon as it formed, it was shattered....
If earlier, her head could rely on the rebound of True Qi to recover from the concave state, now her head could hardly return to its original form, entirely reshaped into the form of Duan Yun's fists.
It can be said that Duan Yun's relentless attack this time fully embodied the martial arts principle that speed is unbeatable.
