Amid the shock of the crowd, Ning Wangshu glanced at Xia Ze, who was coming fiercely towards him with a vicious punch, a look of contempt appearing on his face as he said disdainfully, "Is that it?"
As his voice fell, Ning Wangshu suddenly raised his hand and waved it—
"Buzz!"
Instantly, an invisible force surged forth.
The countless tile fragments that had been shattered by Xia Ze's fist wind and carried along with the whistling gale were instantly frozen in mid-air, coming to a halt.
As for Xia Ze, it was as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and his body suddenly trembled.
Immediately after, with a sudden cry of "Blech!", he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and his entire body was sent flying backward on the spot...
"Bang!"
Xia Ze's figure whistled through the air and crashed heavily onto the ground, his entire face twisting in pain before he could not help but open his mouth again and spit out another large mouthful of fresh blood.
At the same time.
The tile fragments frozen in mid-air also plummeted to the ground with a clatter.
Seeing this scene, the people around were instantly dumbfounded, their hearts deeply shaken, and they stared at Ning Wangshu with incredulous, horrified eyes, gasping for breath!
"My god, he... he actually just waved his hand like that and beat that person from the Yun City Xia Family into vomiting blood and flying backward? This, this is simply too incredible!"
"Hiss... It seems he is also a cultivator, and actually so strong to boot. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant just now, not even taking the Yun City Xia Family seriously—he has nothing to fear!"
"Awesome, too awesome! This is a real master. He didn't