The punch was like hitting the ancient sacred mountain. Not to mention being on par with Qingyu, even the power of the five fingers did not move at all.

Ye Huan was immediately shocked, his face was as pale as paper, and he lay on the ground and began to vomit blood. When he looked at Qing Yu, he kept trembling with fear, and actually begged Qing Yu for mercy.

At this moment, he took another pitiful look at Lin Jie.

Those painful eyes and twitching mouth corners probably made me regretful.

Whoosh!

Lin Jie——

At this moment, without any hesitation, he punched out.

Qingyu's cold eyes showed no emotion, and he pushed with his five fingers.

boom!

A face-to-face meeting, nothing more, Lin Jie also fell miserably not far from Ye Huan, his bones seemed to be shattered, he lay on his stomach and began to vomit blood, and the blood seemed to be flooding his body.

"Two weak chickens."
Chapter completed!