Meng Chao was not sure whether to punch Fist in the face or the Wolf King, who had come up with the bad idea.
Suddenly, he felt the pressure all over his body increase.
It was as if the gravity of the terrain had increased tenfold in an instant.
It felt like an invisible mountain had collapsed, and a hundred million tons of rock were slamming into him, causing his lumbar vertebrae and knees to shriek.
He knew that he was once again locked onto by the 'fist'.
Even though the 'fist'was swaying unhurriedly, it was still thirty to fifty meters away from them.
However, the Iron Fist from the founder of the Bloody Hoof clan, the power that had once slaughtered countless ferocious beasts, surged forward like a raging wave, locking onto Meng Chao and the Wolf King in advance.
It was even like a vortex filled with a powerful attraction force that wanted to suck the two of them into the Iron Fist and kill them!
