Influenced by the roar, Qin Hao's Qi and blood were restless, making it impossible for him to perform the Butterfly Step.
He could only steady his body, clasp his hands together and then strike out with a palm.
"Mountain-Shattering Palm!"
Bang!
When his palm hit the ripples, a massive explosion resounded again.
In the air, an inexplicable scent of smoke rose, as if this place had just been swept by a bomb.
In the huge shock, Qi Di Hai took a step back, barely stabilizing himself when he heard a faint sound beside his ear.
Swoosh!
A shadow flew over, and Qi Di Hai instinctively tilted his head to avoid it.
Thud!
The shadow hit the wall, and Qi Di Hai didn't have time to turn his head, but felt a sting on his cheek with warm liquid flowing down, it should have been grazed.
He held his breath and focused, staring at a certain spot in the smoke.
Swoosh!
A figure rushed over from that spot.
"Here it comes!"
Qi Di Hai sneered coldly and struck out a fierce palm.
Puff!
