But their fists had already collided at this moment.
A massive boom resounded.
Huyue was directly blasted away, collapsing two walls in succession before falling silent.
The entire place went quiet.
Shi Xueqing's face was pale, her heart filled with shock and regret.
Ancestor, of all the people you could provoke, you just had to provoke Mr. Xue! Look what's happened now! You were probably killed by that punch!
Meanwhile, Xue An stood in place, his face wearing a strange expression.
Suddenly, there was a rustling amidst the debris, and then Huyue struggled to climb out from the ruins.
First spitting out the dust from his mouth, he then gritted his teeth and yelled, "Xue, I knew you weren't dead! Damn it, couldn't you have gone a little easier? It hurts like hell!"
Nobody dared to speak.
To actually curse Mr. Xue, this guy was definitely done for.
As expected.
Xue An lifted his foot, slowly walking toward Huyue.
