Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Just one punch, Ye Xiaoyao is indeed terrifying beyond compare!"
Everyone was shocked.
"You're courting death!"
Xing Yifan was in a rage, electric arcs flickering around his eyes.
"Celestial Thunder Shock!"
The world inexplicably fell into darkness, as if the night Demon God had descended. Xing Yifan transformed into a violent figure shooting forth like a sword crossing time and space, surrounded by black lightning, tearing through the void.
A grand and majestic pressure swept over, as if a moon was about to collide with the Earth.
A flash of lightning burst out!
A lightning bolt through the ages arrived in the blink of an eye, its power and threat not inferior to that of a super weapon.
In Ye Qingtian's eyes, that figure gradually enlarged, eventually turning into a massive sphere of light, crashing down.
Ye Qingtian's expression didn't change at all, as he simply relied on his body to throw a punch.
"Bang!"
