Wu Meng's punch came, not fast, but the surrounding air twisted visibly by the naked eye.
Liang Yuan looked over, as if what was coming wasn't a fist, but a raging flame!
In the midst of it, you could even vaguely see red blood light around the fist!
The air was twisting; the air around the fist seemed to be compressed together at this moment, all converging on his fist.
The surrounding air escaped rapidly, forming streams of airflow.
The terrifying sound of breaking the air followed a beat later, only then transmitting through the air.
This punch was so fast, it exceeded the speed of sound!
Liang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes solemn, and without hesitation, he gathered the Spirit Turtle Shield!
Spiritual power rapidly vibrated, and the Spirit Turtle Shield instantly emerged, covering his body surface.
This was not all. In his hands, he simultaneously grabbed another Spirit Turtle Shield Talisman Stone!
Boom——!
