After speaking.
Chen Wen took a step forward, and the Force Momentum around him surged forth like heaven-overturning tidal waves, crushing forward.
Boom!!!
The phantom of the Sky-Splitting Giant Tiger that came pressing down was crushed apart in one stroke, exploding into bursts of air that filled the sky.
How was this possible!!!
Qin Tianhu, who had been laughing wildly and arrogantly, froze at once, his eyes filled with shock.
His Force Momentum had been crushed in an instant. What kind of concept was that?
It was too outrageous.
Yes, he could only call it too outrageous.
That overwhelming pressure made him feel utterly powerless, even despairing.
At that moment, the killing intent in his heart vanished, replaced by bone-deep coldness.
"Take one punch from me."
Heavenly Emperor Fist.
With a cold utterance from Chen Wen, he borrowed the momentum of his advancing step and threw a fierce punch.
So fast, so strong, no...
Qin Tianhu's pupils abruptly widened, and the stiffness on his face turned into endless terror.
But he discovered that he could not dodge this punch at all.
Not only was the punch too fast, but the Force Momentum it enveloped him with forcefully suppressed his own power.
It was equivalent to binding his body in place.
At this moment, he finally understood that he had provoked a true monster.
He also finally understood why Chen Wen had said from the start that he had brought ruin upon himself.
So Chen Wen truly possessed the strength to kill him with a casual strike.
So the clown had been himself all along.
At this moment, he regretted it. He regretted stepping forward to be the sacrificial bird.
Bang!!!
The next moment, Chen Wen's punch landed, smashing viciously into Qin Tianhu's body.
With that single blow, Qin Tianhu's entire