As the words fell, a figure clad in white appeared behind Peng Lei.
Almost sticking to Peng Lei's back!
In that instant, Peng Lei's face dramatically changed, his body hair stood on end, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode!
"How are you still not dead!!!"
Peng Lei roared reflexively, for to any onlooker, Su Han should already be dead!
"I unleashed the Dragon-Capturing Hand of Jingyu combined with the strength of tens of thousands of Pinnacle Disciples from my Flowing Snow Sect. Even those at the Dragon God Realm Peak would have to retreat. How could you possibly endure it and not die!"
Moreover, Peng Lei said, "I clearly saw you get hit, I clearly saw you die!!!"
"Madman."
Su Han uttered these two words indifferently, his feet moving as if treading on fierce winds, and in an instant, he struck out, landing a palm on Peng Lei's back.
"Pfft!"
This palm, or rather claw, pierced directly through Peng Lei's back before swiftly retracting.
"Impossible..."
