The burly shaman cultivator instantly became angry and shouted. The dark gray totems on his arms instantly lit up, and the muscles in his arms swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Totem tattoo.

It can increase the combat power of witch cultivators, stimulate the potential of witch cultivators, and their combat effectiveness is extremely ferocious.

"roar!"

The burly shaman cultivator's body grew rapidly, reaching a height of nearly 2.5 meters. His whole body exuded a violent aura, as terrifying as a black bear spirit.

Punch out.

The force of the fist stirred up the whistling sound, and only a loud thundering sound rang in everyone's ears.

"Bang -" Zi Ri still raised his hand casually and blocked the opponent's fist in his palm.

What! The pupils of the burly shaman cultivator tightened. He had used a totem to increase his combat power with this punch. With his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Realm, after the amplification, even if he faced the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, he could be knocked away with one punch.

The person in front of me is in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm.

How to block it?

"Your punch was too weak."

Ziri shook his head, grinned, and said with a naive smile: "Try my punch."

The words fell.

With a sudden tug with one hand, he directly dragged the burly shaman cultivator over. His huge straight fist was thrown out at will without any movement.

Just hear a thud.
Chapter completed!