His fists danced furiously, trailing streaks of silver light as they hammered toward the young man like a raging storm.
Yi Chen's fist struck the young man's shoulder. His body twisted, and his shoulder blade collapsed in an instant. Yi Chen's fists mercilessly punched into his body, driving through it at varying depths.
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of the young man's eye. His body rapidly swelled like a water balloon, and a thick, bloody stench spread from within him.
Yi Chen was startled. He had never expected that his punches alone could actually injure a fallen apostle. Although this one was not particularly powerful, he was still a fallen apostle, and his actual combat strength was far beyond that of an ordinary person.
Yi Chen's punches had stimulated the young man's bodily functions. He was preparing to burn himself up and fight Yi Chen to the death.
Yi Chen snorted coldly. His fist suddenly vanished into the void, then reappeared against the young man's chest, slamming viciously into his ribs.
With a sharp crack, Yi Chen's fist smashed an entire row of the young man's ribs, then broke another seven or eight in the same stroke.
The young man let out a wild howl, and his body exploded. A blood-red whirlwind engulfed Yi Chen, and he carried Yi Chen hurtling madly into the depths of the forest.
"You damned bastard, you actually dared to damage my body..." Yi Chen roared fiercely. "You damned bastard, you lowly thing! You actually dared to defile my body!" Yi Chen burst out of the forest in a single bound and hurled a punch at a mountain range towering a hundred thousand feet high.
After a thunderous crash that shook the heavens, Yi Chen's body shuddered violently. He spat out a