"Boom..."
The fists of the two collided, and without a doubt, the expert from the Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall was sent flying back, crashing into the wall, leaving an imprint on the reinforced concrete wall.
If it weren't for the steel support, it might have completely collapsed.
Even Chen Tianlong was startled by himself, his strength was unexpectedly powerful, so powerful that he couldn't believe it himself, sending an expert Ancient Martial Cultivator flying with one punch.
"Pfft..."
The expert slid down the wall, spewing a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolling back, uncertain if he was dead; but one thing was certain, his meridians were completely severed.
After taking down one, Chen Tianlong was overjoyed, now that his strength had become formidable, he no longer had to worry about these small fry.
"Now it's your turn."
Chen Tianlong turned to the other Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall disciple and sneered coldly.
