"People of the Su Family, listen up! You have three breaths to come out and face death."
Qin Yi spoke, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the Su Family's buildings.
"Who dares to run wild in our Su Family?"
Seven or eight Su Family disciples flashed over like lightning.
Qin Yi's eyes were indifferent as he raised his hand to strike down.
"Boom!"
A terrifying giant handprint descended from the sky, causing the ground to explode, cracks spreading, and the seven or eight Su Family disciples were directly crushed into pulp.
Jin Yunling and the others exchanged glances, a chill in their hearts. This person truly lived up to the name of Shura, ruthless and vicious.
"Boom!"
A punch thrown, the momentum of the fist stirred.
A rock garden and several buildings of the Su Family were directly destroyed by the Fist Light, collapsing with a roar, smoke and dust sweeping through.
