Tang Feng cracked a faint smile; the power of this fist was quite impressive.
At least it was on the level of a Nascent Soul Peak.
But what of it?
I myself am also at the nascent soul stage, he etched the rune instantly between his fingers.
With a gentle push.
Boom!
Vital force raged.
Spiritual energy danced.
The brilliant collision, however, did not produce a powerful destructive force.
The Taoist talisman was like devouring space itself, swallowing the entire force of the fist.
Both were annihilated.
Blinding the eyes of the Gu Family elder.
Such a fist strike could shatter a mountain, sever a river.
How could it just disappear?
The boy's methods are oddly tricky.
The Gu Family elder dared not be careless any longer, producing a silver-gray wheel in his hand.
Tang Feng's eyes lit up.
It was actually a Spiritual Treasure.
No, it was still sealed, only possessing the power of a top-grade spiritual artifact.
