Singlehanded Suppression

"How arrogant! I've been pissed off at your attitude since a long time ago!"

A paragon from Peach Blossom Peak, an Upper Sect of the Middle Continent stood out and strode towards Su Zimo, shouting, "I'm Perfected Lord Tian Liang, come…"

Before he could finish, he felt a green figure flash by.

Bang!

Before he could react, his chest was struck by a tremendous impact and he was sent flying, spitting out blood!

That person laid on the ground motionlessly.

Although his Essence Spirit was fine, the bones in his chest were shattered by Su Zimo's punch and he fainted on the spot in unbearable pain!

The Nascent Soul paragon of Peach Blossom Peak merely showed his face and said half a sentence before being drowned in the crowd.

"I heard that you're a sword cultivator as well. I'm Yan Ling of the Unparalleled Sword Sect. Do show me the way!"

A sword cultivator rushed out from the crowd and drew his sword before he even got close.