Crushed

However, Si Liuhe's expression did not change at all in the face of such an internal qi. He was still as calm as ever. He looked at Xuan Jizi and said indifferently, "How dare you be arrogant in front of me with such meager strength?"

Xuan Jizi's eyes widened when he heard this. He could not believe his ears. He absolutely could not accept the other party could say such words so easily when he had used all his might.

Then Si Liuhe walked toward Xuan Jizi. He slowly reached out a hand, clenched it into a fist, and threw it at Xuan Jizi.

An incomparably powerful force erupted from his fist. This force was like a flood, and the sound of breaking through the air echoed in the air.

Right at this moment, the onlookers felt an indescribable pressure. It was the supreme pressure of a True Saint.