Boom!
Situ Ding was struck by Ye Feng's heavy punch, his entire body trembling violently. However, he wasn't severely injured and only coughed up a mouthful of blood. With both hands, he slashed downward again, forcing Ye Feng to retreat.
In the void.
Ye Feng glanced at his shattered chest, frowning slightly. He thought to himself that Situ Ding's combat power was truly formidable, even capable of piercing through the defense created by folding space.
"Situ Ding!"
"Aside from you and Shangguan Shenyu, the other seven disciples of the Ancient Emperor are probably all dead, right?"
"After all, they don't possess an undying body."
Ye Feng shouted toward Situ Ding.
Hearing this, not only Situ Ding but even Shangguan Shenyu's face turned grim.
They had not expected Ye Feng to be so ruthless.
In one strike.
Even Xin You, a first-layer Hundred Tribulations Realm expert, hadn't had time to dodge and was obliterated into dust by Ye Feng.
"Junior Brother, leave quickly!"
