Bang!
Elder Zheng crashed to the ground again, and this time, he fell even more miserably.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips. Elder Zheng's face turned deathly pale, and he could not even get back to his feet.
Even so, he struggled, raised his head to look at Qin Shaofeng, and kept muttering, "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible. How could something like this happen?"
"Impossible?"
Qin Shaofeng smiled faintly. With a flash, he appeared before him and said disdainfully, "What's so impossible about it? A weakling like you—how could you possibly be my match?"
Qin Shaofeng sneered, a glint of killing intent flashing through his eyes.
He felt not the slightest sympathy for Elder Zheng. He had already decided to kill him outright.
Elder Zheng's heart sank. Qin Shaofeng's killing intent made his whole body tremble. At last, he regained a measure of clarity and realized just how dire his situation was.
Qin Shaofeng's previous punch had been delivered with full force. Naturally, he had been unable to withstand it and had been sent flying.
At Qin Shaofeng's current realm, with the power of the God-Demon Compendium and his own experience, he could fully unleash the strength of a Xiantian Martial Master.
More importantly, when he circulated his God-Demon Inner Qi, Qin Shaofeng's attacks received an additional boost.
Elder Zheng had only just broken through to the realm of Xiantian Martial Master and had yet to gain complete control over that power. How could he possibly take Qin Shaofeng's punch?
Not only had he failed to take it, but in the face of the God-Demon Inner Qi erupting from Qin Shaofeng's fist, he had not even possessed the slightest ability to resist.
At this moment, he was not only heavily injured—his dantian had even suffered some fractures.