'Let's play for a bit.' Feng Yun thought in his mind, his right fist extended and greeted the big hand in the sky.
Boom!
A loud noise sounded as the gray hand was blasted by the Feng Yun's punch, a horrible force fluctuated, and many people were shocked.
Dust scattered Feng Yun was standing at the same place while the middle-aged man was forced to move ten steps back. Feng Yun smiled calmly while the expression of the middle-aged man became gloomy, his eyes became uncertain.
What is the situation!
Feng Yun was not seriously injured by a punch, didn't even retreat, how could it be!
"Is this guy not a Mid-Gold Core Realm cultivator, but a Late-Gold Core Realm cultivator? But this is too exaggerated, this brat's blood is strong, obviously very young, never more than twenty-five years old."
"Not a Late-Gold Core Realm cultivator, just a Mid-Gold Core Realm. Heaven!"
