Chu Hao clenched his fists tightly, and the Heaven and Earth Curse Marks appeared around him. His blood surged, the scorching heat making the space distort.
"Bang."
Yu Ming was sent flying by this punch, leaving a fist imprint on the Silver Snake Armor.
"Ah!" Yu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood.
The pain in his chest was excruciating. The punch just now carried an immense explosive force, making his chest feel like it was about to burst open.
Especially the prominent fist print on the Silver Snake Armor, which made him scream.
Could it be that even the Silver Snake Armor got dented, and it hurt his real body?
This person is actually a Yin-Yang Body Cultivator?
It was too shocking.
"Ding... Host successfully amazed and flaunted, gaining 60,000 Pretentiousness Points."
Chu Hao had long wanted to purchase some fist techniques. With such a complete physique, how could he lack martial arts? The Bone Dislocating Fist was very suitable for him.
