"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!..."
For a moment, even though Xu Taiping had revealed his true dragon divine being body, those seven successive fist shadows still hammered him several steps backward.
Even several dragon scales on his body shattered.
For a moment, the ordinary spectating cultivators all around, as well as Heavenly Lord Hanjian and the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage, watched with their nerves stretched taut.
Only Chu Zheng looked excited.
With great satisfaction, he said:
"As expected of the Mountain-Moving Guests. The might of this fist force is far beyond anything an ordinary martial artist can compare to!"
Beside him, Old Siming stroked his beard and smiled.
"Naturally."
Yet as Yue Zhenchuan's fist force hammered Xu Taiping back again and again, not a trace of terror or fear appeared on his face. Instead, he still looked excited.
As he struggled to withstand that surging fist force, he used his divine soul's sensory power, amplified more than several dozen times by the Bronze Sparrow Platform, to hungrily perceive the fist force of Yue Zhenchuan of the Mountain-Moving Guests.
At that moment, he could clearly sense how Yue Zhenchuan marshaled his qi and blood true essence, as well as his true essence power, with every punch.
He could also sense exactly what was special about that fist force, which exceeded twice his own combat power.
"Bang!!..."
When the fist shadow formed by the final surge of fist force from Yue Zhenchuan of the Mountain-Moving Guests came crashing down, Xu Taiping's true dragon divine being body finally failed to withstand that terrifying force, and his entire body was sent tumbling violently backward.
Had that fist force not finally dissipated.
Xu Taiping might very well have been punched clean off the Bronze Sparrow Platform.
At the sight, Luo Hong of Three Corpses Cave and