Zhou Kunlun sent out this violent palm with the strength of the Core Formation realm and struck Master Sanyang.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard immediately.
In the next moment, everyone still saw a figure being blasted back.
That figure was Master Sanyang.
"Pfft."
Under this palm, Master Sanyang's figure was still sent flying dozens of feet away. Master Sanyang stabilized himself with difficulty, but he spat out a mouthful of blood. His clothes were in a mess, and his face turned pale. He looked a little disheveled.
Master Sanyang was injured.
Even though Master Sanyang had used all his cultivation strength and his body was wrapped in spiritual power, he was still injured.
Master Sanyang's expression turned extremely solemn as he stared at Zhou Kunlun.
"Is this the Core Formation realm?"
"The family head is really amazing!"
"Dad, you're amazing."
"…"
