"Brother Qin, I'm not joking!"
Boom!
In the roaring sound of the air tearing apart, a pale palm pressed directly towards the young man.
Watching the palm which seemed to cover both heaven and earth.
Death.
It was the first time the thought surfaced in Li Haoran's mind.
How dare he! Does he not know where this is?
Ah!
He screamed with all his might, channeling his mana regardless of the consequences.
Silver brilliance burst forth from his body, with a mana field forming around him.
Bang! Boom!
The silver light immediately dissipated, and the sturdy field shattered with a crash.
The pale palm was directly placed on the young man's head.
The sound of bones breaking kept coming.
When the palm released, the previously handsome face of the young man had become flat.
Only then did the rest on the flying boat notice the situation here.
Red glows, a sky full of blue arrows, and a martial artist who was rushing forward, wanting to engage in close combat.
