Chapter 618

• The fist power that was several meters in size condensed like substance, shaking the surrounding clouds and mist. The powerful fist wind, in the air with a violent whistling sound, as if a fighter jet cut through the low sky.
• The terrifying sonic booms shook the underground lapis lazuli boards, as for Su Xingkong and the rest of the crowd, their faces were flushed with red, their forehead veins rippled, and they knelt down on the ground in what seemed to be excruciating pain.
• Two powerful people whose physical bodies were comparable to the ancient Buddha saints exchanged blows, and the mere aftermath was not something that these mortals and the like could withstand.