This Old Qiao, faced with such a terrifying offensive, didn't make any response.
Was it because he couldn't react?
No, definitely not.
One must know that the aura contained within that cold light was enough to make ordinary strong opponents tremble.
"Indeed, the power is immense. No wonder Yu Zhen perished; it seems that's what happened."
In the tense atmosphere, squinting his eyes and looking at Ren Feifan in the distance, Old Qiao muttered to himself.
However, immediately after, his expression tightened: "It's just that this move is useless on me. Perhaps, if you had reached Yu Zhen's level and used this move, you might have made me worry a bit. But now... it's too weak. The power of Xingcheng is indeed strong, but unfortunately, you can't control it yet."
"Break."
As the words fell, just as that cold light had reached Old Qiao and was about to pierce his heart, a cold voice was heard.
Bang...
Immediately, a powerful shockwave burst forth.
