Zhong Lin's terrifying punch also startled Old Ghost Si Jie, and at the same time, made him even more furious.
Dare to make such a move, it seems he killed my Sect's disciple and seized our Sect's inherited Spiritual Artifact.
"So it was you, thief. Cloud Thunder Palm, come to your death."
Old Ghost Si Jie roared angrily, struck out with a palm, and an extremely heavy Spiritual Origin burst from all over his body.
That palm stirred up storm clouds, thunder moved darkly.
A palm and a fist clashed thunderously.
Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.
The air was torn as if it were water rippling into an invisible crack, and then an endless storm raged around the two as the center.
Bang!
A red light suddenly exploded.
Zhong Lin still maintained the posture of Chong Fist, his Qi-Blood surged skyward, like a Taigu volcano erupting, exuding an extremely domineering majesty, his essence soared into the sky, forming beacon smoke, disturbing the winds and clouds of heaven and earth.
