"Clang!"
The shattered blade of the Golden Silk Ring Knife heavily struck the ground, causing a resounding echo.
Triggered by the sharp sound, Shi Shihu, whose mind was stuck due to the continuous and impacting scenes, and the Martial Saints and disciples who could hardly comprehend this terrifying power, all shuddered simultaneously.
Terror welled up in their eyes as they all looked at Li Pin.
Li Pin held out his hand, and pieces of iron dust fell from his fingers. He gazed at Shi Shihu with an indifferent look.
"The Dragon Fist Sect's Kung Fu is a mess," he commented.
Shi Shihu's face turned ghostly white.
Experiencing the pain from the absolute fracture of the bones in his hands and his nearly immobilized right foot, his heart sank rapidly.
Martial God!
The man in his thirties standing in front of him was a true Martial God!
