Faced with Liu Sheng's ravaging, Zuo Mei not only did not dodge, she looked as though she was enjoying it immensely.
Han Wen: "..."
How could he have imagined that this junior sister, who had always pretended to be pure and innocent before him, would become so wanton at this moment—enough to topple a nation and ruin its people.
Pfft~
Overcome by rage, Han Wen could not endure it any longer and violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Go to hell!"
"..."
At the same time, a fierce glint flashed through Liu Sheng's eyes.
This was precisely the opportunity he had been waiting for. Profound energy surged into his palm.
The next moment!!
He fiercely stomped the ground and shot forward.
Whoosh!!
Before Han Wen could react, Liu Sheng's palm slammed heavily into his chest.
Pfft!
Han Wen's eyes bulged wide, blood vessels spreading across his eyeballs.
Bang!!
His entire body then flew like a cannonball out of its barrel and crashed straight to the ground.
Dust flew everywhere!!
Whoosh!
Liu Sheng gave Han Wen no chance to catch his breath. The instant Han Wen crashed to the ground—
His body turned into an afterimage and reappeared before him.
Crack!
Liu Sheng showed not the slightest mercy, viciously stomping on Han Wen's chest.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed out once more, and darkness involuntarily washed over his vision.
Had Han Wen's will not been so strong, he would have long since fainted.
"Hehe!"
"Not bad!"
Liu Sheng laughed sinisterly. "Han Wen, you truly deserve to be called the foremost among the sect's second-generation disciples. You still haven't died after taking so many of my attacks."
"Impressive!"
"Impressive!"
As soon as Liu Sheng finished speaking, Zuo Mei sashayed over, twisting her willow-like waist.
Her soft, nimble hands curled around Liu Sheng.
Han