Rumble!
A punch thrown by an eighth level Sub-God Realm expert was practically the strongest punch beneath the gods.
The space before Leng Wuyou instantly became a vacuum. It seemed as though the air throughout the entire Great Evolution World had been shaken by that punch, all of it gathering around Leng Wuyou and forming a funnel-shaped sharp cone that viciously stabbed toward Ning Xiaochuan.
Having witnessed the power of Leng Wuyou's casual punch, the experts hiding nearby to watch the battle revealed themselves one after another and fled farther away.
In a battle of this scale, even the aftershocks could grind them into powder.
"So powerful. As expected of a peak Sub-God Realm expert. Ning Xiaochuan is dead for sure now."
As they fled, these experts kept looking back, watching the movements behind them.
Leng Wuyou's punch was simply too powerful, so powerful that it nearly blasted apart the Great Evolution World itself.
Yet Ning Xiaochuan made no move in the face of that punch. Even his expression did not change.
Leng Wuyou's punch was exceedingly dangerous even to Sub-God Realm experts.
But to Ning Xiaochuan at this moment, the punch was simply far too weak—so weak that it seemed he could blow Leng Wuyou away with a single breath.
And in truth, Ning Xiaochuan did just that: he blew out a breath.
He did not use much force, yet a wild gale like a rope blasted from Ning Xiaochuan's mouth. Not only did it disperse the momentum carried by Leng Wuyou's fist, it even sent Leng Wuyou himself staggering backward over ten thousand miles.
He had been blown away by a single breath!
Leng Wuyou stared in disbelief at Ning Xiaochuan in the distance.
Even if an ant at the Seventh Level Creation Realm had borrowed a god's