Boom!
The divine carriage of the Yaoguang Holy Land's great figure was smashed apart with a single slap!
"Hiss-!"
Duan De sucked in a breath of cold air, the flesh on his fat face trembling. His gaze at Luo Yue practically screamed, This woman really dares! With Immortal Platform powerhouses from five major factions gathered and the tension stretched to its limit, smashing a Yaoguang Holy Land powerhouse's carriage was no longer merely audacious. She was trying to poke a hole in the heavens and give them a couple of kicks for good measure.
Ye Fan was even more dumbfounded, his mind utterly blank.
He knew Her Majesty was strong and fierce, but wasn't this a little too outrageous?
"We're done, we're done. Fucking Infinite Heavenly Venerable, that little she-devil from the Luo Family really means to punch a hole through the heavens. Now we're in for a show. That old bastard from the Yaoguang Holy Land has gone green with rage." Fatty Duan muttered under his breath while instinctively shrinking behind Luo Yue, as though that would make him safer.
His cowardly display earned a look of contempt from Ye Fan beside him, though Ye Fan himself wasn't doing much better-
"An ancient mutant, a Mountain-Moving Macaque!"
By now, the Yaoguang Holy Land powerhouse had flown out of his divine carriage. Looking at the imposing young man standing over ten feet tall, he gave a cold snort. Having his carriage smashed before so many people had cost him far too much face.
As a powerhouse of a holy land, he had not suffered such humiliation in many years!
He raised a hand and pressed it down toward the Mountain-Moving Macaque.
The Mountain-Moving Macaque showed no fear, raising a fist to meet him.
Boom-!!!
The collision of fist and palm