She wanted to flee, but her legs had already been immobilized by the man, leaving her only able to watch, her face drained of color, as the man approached and reached out a hand toward her cheek. However, before his hand could touch her face, his vision blurred.
"Bang..."
A wheat-colored fist struck right on the bridge of his nose.
"Crack..."
A sound followed, as the bodies of human race's great cultivators were usually not very strong. Even with body protective divine light, they couldn't withstand a full-force punch from a member of the Demon Clan like Shiyi. The middle-aged man's facial bones caved in, and without even screaming, he spat out blood and his body was sent flying...
Before his body could hit the ground, Shiyi's figure had already dashed beneath him like a specter.
"Bang..."
Another punch landed on his lower back.
"Crack..."
