Bam!
Zhou Chenghang's blood and energy surged as if his internal organs were filled with bombs that exploded all at once.
He took Lin Tian's punch steadily, but due to inertia, Zhou Chenghang's body was thrown backwards.
As he was about to fall, suddenly someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.
Before Zhou Chenghang could see who it was, his right index finger was suddenly twisted back hard.
Crack...
A crisp sound echoed at his finger joint.
As the saying goes, ten fingers are linked to the heart.
A broken finger brings piercing pain.
At the same time, beneath Zhou Chenghang's neck, someone tapped twice, making it impossible for him to scream in pain.
The incense at Five Pure Ones Temple was too abundant, and with so many worshippers present, Lin Tian didn't want this fool's scream to attract everyone's attention, as it would greatly damage his image.
Now, holding his finger, the two handsome men looked like old friends.
