As Chu Feng's single punch heavily injured the Bright Palace Great Elder, a Martial Saint, making him cough up blood!
Everyone from Bright Palace present was completely stunned!
Their eyes bulged wide, each face filled with disbelief.
At this moment, this Bright Palace Great Elder lay on the ground, his face deathly pale,
his expression utterly shocked as he stared at Chu Feng, his heart violently shaken!
The kid before him, judging from his bone age, was at most a bit over twenty,
yet the other party's single punch was something his Martial Saint strength couldn't even block—how was that possible?
How could such a terrifying demon be born in this world?
Even in the Great Thousand World,
Martial Saint experts in their early twenties were extremely rare, an existence comparable to a priceless treasure!
And today, he had actually run into one!
He didn't even know whether to call that lucky or unlucky!
"Xiao Feng!"
Lin Shiyu called out as she looked at Chu Feng.
