Half-Martial Ancestor Qing Ze channeled his blood qi and punched in reverse towards Su Zimo's fist as well!
Bang!
The two fists collided.
In fact, both he and Su Zimo could hear the jarring sound of their bones grinding against flesh!
It was an even split!
A tremendous recoil burst forth.
A look of mockery flashed through Half-Martial Ancestor Qing Ze's eyes. Using the recoil, he retreated rapidly, wanting to distance himself from Su Zimo.
All of a sudden!
His expression changed!
After the two fists collided, Su Zimo's fist suddenly turned into a palm and became soft—he went from extreme toughness to extreme gentleness without any sluggishness!
The soft palm landed on Half-Martial Ancestor Qing Ze's fist and coiled and trembled!
An extremely terrifying power burst forth!
Half-Martial Ancestor Qing Ze could clearly sense that his arm was being torn apart by a distortion and felt a piercing pain!
"Ah!"