The pebbles, striking the wall by the side of the road, directly pierced through leaving several holes.
In the face of such a terrifying assault, Ning Fan merely raised his right hand, with Spiritual Power gushing out of his palm like a tide.
Bang, bang, bang!
The pebbles collided with the Spiritual Power and disintegrated into powder mid-air.
Although the pebbles were mighty, they were unable to break through the barrier of Spiritual Power Ning Fan had erected in front of him.
"Is that all?"
Ning Fan indifferently said.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he realized Elder Kong's figure had vanished from in front of him.
Whoosh—
Before he could search, a swift gust of wind suddenly howled up from beside him.
He then heard a gloomy voice suddenly resounding by his ear.
"Boy, you're looking in the wrong place!"
The next instant, a fist as big as a sandbag smashed viciously into Ning Fan's spine with such brute force that it sent him flying.