Chapter 385: Wearing the [Black Demon]_2
His foot stomped on the ground with an explosive sound, his fists striking with trailing shadows.
One "Arcane Art: Torrential Fist" was fired like a cannon, aimed straight at Leonard Churchill's chest in front of him.
Leonard Churchill was surrounded by several experts from the Silver Moon Sect, with nowhere to dodge, but he hadn't planned to avoid it either.
"Thud!"
The punch, like a hammer striking a bell, made a deafening dull sound.
The soundwaves shook the entire study with them.
Leonard Churchill, penetrated by the mighty force, was flung backward, his body recoiling as he slammed against the reinforced wall with a "thud."
There were "thud," "thud," "thud," three sounds in a row – he broke through three walls in succession, and, with a muffled grunt, fell among the rubble where he came to a stop.
Wayne White and the others also appeared in the room with the broken walls.