"I advise you to surrender to our Xuanyuan Palace, so that at least we can give you a very high status. If you still resist stubbornly, you will be the one who is unlucky." Long Feng continued.

"Fart." Emperor Ming cursed.

"Remember my bet, you have to use your fists." Xiao Yi's voice appeared in Long Feng's ears at this time.

"I know." Long Feng said lightly.

Fist, is it?

Fist is enough. When Long Feng saw Emperor Ming’s crazy move, he already knew that his bet had lost. Emperor Ming now seemed so small in his eyes that he could kill him as an ant as a kill.

Strength? Is this my strength? Long Feng asked himself.

Suddenly, Long Feng felt that he was extremely tall and at a peak, which was enough to make him look down on everything, and everything could only be the humble existence under his feet.

Long Yelling Dragon Wind suddenly let out a long roar. This long roar shocked everyone. Whether it was an immortal or a demon, all his eyes were projected towards Long Feng at this moment.

Fist. Long Feng fisted.

The punch was very fast, very quickly, and even so soon that no one could see clearly.

There was no explosion, nor did it roar, and Long Feng punched Emperor Ming's chest and abdomen.
Chapter completed!