At the moment their fists collided, a spray of blood mist erupted within the image from the Memory Stone!
"Monster... monster!" he stammered, his scalp tingling as he was shaken to his very core.
Immediately, he staggered toward the place he had arranged to meet Xing Xiangli. Ning Xuan is too terrifying! I have to get this Memory Stone to Xing Xiangli as fast as possible!
"Now I finally understand why the Martial God Temple backed down!"
"I know! Ning Xuan is horrifying! No one in the younger generation of the Martial God Temple is a match for him!"
"Without Ning Yang, who can possibly compete?!"
"The Martial God Temple is failing! Their younger generation has no one left!"
Even the most stalwart supporters of the Martial God Temple fell silent. Zhan Potian was immensely powerful, yet he couldn't even take a single blow from Ning Xuan! This was just too damn crazy!
