"Whoosh!"
The Boxing King's head, under Ye Tian's single strike, actually shattered into dust.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and from the Boxing King's neck, blood spurted out. In an instant, the blood that sprayed out floated like raindrops.
The group of foreigners beside them were immediately stupefied; Ye Tian's punch, with its explosive force, was truly like a cannonball.
The Boxing King's head, in Ye Tian's hands, was as fragile as a watermelon...
These foreigners, who usually engaged in looting, killing, and torment, had killed many but had never encountered someone as ruthless as Ye Tian, who could smash a head with a single punch and kill with one strike...
The foreigners stood there dumbly, not daring to move an inch, as if any movement on their part would lead to Ye Tian tearing them to shreds.
Ye Tian, however, couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to these foreigners, and left the room with Yun Xinyan.
