Li Zhan, the man directly involved, frowned slightly.
What's going on?
I clearly hit him. Why did my fist hit thin air?
What exactly happened just now?
Li Zhan first glanced at his fist, then looked up at Gu Qing, who had just stopped ahead of him, his mind filled with questions.
But he did not dwell on them.
Because many questions could not be answered by thinking alone. He had to ask to find out.
And the most efficient way to ask was with his fists.
Throw a punch first, then ask every question while punching!
His eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fist.
The next second, the tremendous Qi and Blood Power long accumulated inside him erupted.
Bang!
A sharp crack rang out as the ground burst apart.
Li Zhan drove his foot down, stamping a broad depression into the hard ground, then shot forward like a scarlet arrow, charging straight at Gu Qing.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed more than ten meters and reached Gu Qing, raising his fist wreathed in vital energy and driving it at Gu Qing's head.
His fist wanted to drink blood.
His fist was unbearably thirsty.
This fist, which killed ten thousand imaginary enemies every day, now wanted to smash itself hard into Gu Qing's handsome face, a face that could captivate countless young girls, married women, and young wives!
Boom!
A piercing blast of wind howled in with his punch.
Li Zhan's fist hurtled forward like a meteor from beyond the heavens, carrying the force to destroy heaven and earth. Before it even landed, it stirred up violent currents of air that sent Gu Qing's hair flying.
Just as the fist was about to land.
Gu Qing's figure suddenly blurred, then became a scarlet phantom that swept past