Below Middle Finger Peak.
Boom!
Accompanied by the sound of fists hitting flesh.
The air wave exploded, transforming into solid waves spreading in all directions.
The powerful wind pressure instantly lifted sand and stones.
At this moment, Feng Zhen also seemed to be heavily hit, his figure retreating.
"Vice Mansion Master Feng, you've gotten weaker!" Fang Daoquan said.
Then he laughed again, "No! I should say I've become stronger!"
At this moment, Fang Daoquan's expression was extremely confident.
In the brief exchange, Feng Zhen, whom he previously considered a formidable opponent, was easily suppressed by him.
He instantly realized that with the transformation of his spirit, he could now easily crush Feng Zhen.
Under the pressure of his spirit, even though Feng Zhen's strength hadn't declined.
His overall strength was oppressed, able to exert only sixty to seventy percent, and it was difficult to fully mobilize the power throughout his body.
