"Get lost!"
Tang Wen suddenly swept his hand, and Liu Badou rolled like a cartwheel, smashing through the wall.
He flew into the distance and, before long, actually vanished from everyone's sight.
Everyone instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
What sort of strength was this?
Their eyesight was hardly poor. With the sky clear for ten thousand miles and not a cloud in sight, they could see dozens of miles away.
Yet Liu Badou had now been slapped clean out of sight. That had to be over a hundred miles.
What sort of divine strength could send someone a hundred miles away with a single slap?
The attack range of the Golden Core Realm was sixty miles at most, while even the Yin Spirit Realm only reached seventy or eighty.
It was over. Liu Badou had probably already hit the ground and become a meat pancake. Or been smashed to pieces, flesh and bone alike.
For a moment, everyone's heart and courage chilled.
They had never imagined this newly arrived Command Director would be so terrifying. Young as he looked, the man was simply too frightening.
No wonder Liu Xiangdong had chosen him to serve as Command Director here. Without some real ability, no one would dare come to Tiannan.
"Good, good, good! I'm back!" Just then, Liu Badou's voice rang out from far away.
Shouting, the fellow appeared a hundred miles away and came whistling back, riding atop a long spear.
"He's not dead?"
"It looks like the Command Director showed mercy."
"Of course he did. Otherwise, there'd be nothing left of Liu Badou but bone fragments."
"What bone fragments? There wouldn't be so much as a scrap of his corpse left."
"Just how strong is the Command Director?"
"Liu Badou reached Golden Core perfection ten years