“I doubt that frail little body of yours could even withstand a few of my punches or kicks.”0

As Chen Fan’s voice faded, he appeared before Xue Yin. His movement seemed slow, yet was lightning-fast. His fist, wrapped in an aura that made Xue Yin’s heart tremble, blasted over.0

Facing five Lesser Legendary realm experts, Chen Fan knew he couldn’t guarantee victory.1

“Hmph!” Xue Yin snorted coldly, countering with a blood-colored large palm seal. Simultaneously, he used the recoil to leap backward and shouted, “Everyone, what are you waiting for? Attack him together before something unexpected happens!”0

Earlier, Chen Fan had sent Xia Hou flying with his spear and pushed him back with a punch, displaying unrivaled gr...0