Fiery Hell Formation

"Take a punch from me too!" Ling Han shouted loudly. As he swung his fist, lightning bolts flashed, and were thrown out together with his fist.

Chi Huangji dared not be careless. He, too, clenched a fist, and took a step forward with his right foot, punching out at the air.

Peng!

Two different powers clashed midway, instantly creating a terrifying shock wave that swept out in all directions.

This kind of overwhelming power would even send a cultivator at the peak of the consummate level of the Mountain River Tier flying upon the slightest contact, but everyone here were king tiers that had cultivated to the pinnacle level. The shock wave merely caused their clothing to flap and flutter loudly.

"So boring!" Stone Emperor mumbled. He preferred a head-on clash when every punch landed on flesh. This kind of clash where both fighters were so far away from each other, no matter how intense it was, would still dissatisfy him.