The casual clash between two Divine Communicators instantly erupted with a booming roar, and the next moment, the people nearby, the ones around Xun Le, were all blasted flying.
But Dou Tianyi and the few standing behind Li Xiaobao didn't seem to feel any impact at all, still standing there perfectly fine.
Ning Feng had just been slapped, and now he was shaken and knocked backward again, blood spurting from his mouth.
Finally, after a long dazed stupor, Ning Feng came back to his senses, his face flushing red in an instant. Ignoring the blood spilling from his mouth, he pointed at Li Xiaobao and roared savagely, "Li Xiaobao, you dare hit this young master, you're dead for sure!"
"Young master, careful!"
Xun Le suddenly shouted loudly.
Ning Feng, who'd been blasted several meters away, only felt his vision blur; that Li Xiaobao who had been off in the distance, suddenly appeared right in front of him like a savage.
