After the palm print crushed his fist, it suddenly hit him from a height of a hundred feet.

Suddenly, the palm turned into a claw.

The strong wind blew against his face, and he suddenly felt as if his body was being crushed by a mountain and it was difficult to move.

It sounds slow, but in fact it only takes a breath.

The distance of a hundred feet seems to be very close, and the palm prints are there in an instant.

Suddenly.

Above his head, a fist suddenly appeared and struck hard on the palm print.

"If my fellow Taoist doesn't retreat, do you really want to die?"

"boom!"

There was a loud sound, and the palm prints and fists disappeared instantly.

The strength of both sides seems to be exactly offset, not a penny is wasted and not a penny is wasted.

Is this instinct?

It has become instinctive to use how much profound energy, how much soul power, and how much physical strength.

This is the virtual state!

The palm print disappeared, and Su Yizhao felt his body light up and stood up instantly.

"Hmph! Since the Kaishan Sect is going to wade through troubled waters, then the sect will be destroyed when people die!" In the sky a hundred feet above, the monk left a word and left through the air.

The entire sect fell silent instantly.

"The sect will be destroyed after death, the sect will be destroyed after death...!"

The man's voice lingered outside Kaishan Sect for a long time.

"Brother Su, look at their corpses!" Gou Haitian's cry instantly broke the echo.

Su Yizhao looked down and couldn't help being shocked.
Chapter completed!