Just at that moment, a tall and sturdy man suddenly stepped forward and let out a low roar. He clenched his fist tightly and threw out a punch that was surrounded by dense spiritual energy.
Ka-cha âŚ
Fang Chen was motionless, he stood quietly on the ground, and a cracking sound entered everyoneâs ears.
At this moment, everyoneâs eyes were filled with horror.
It was as if Fang Chen had never moved from the start, he broke the big sized fellowâs palm, and at the moment, the tall and sturdy man was lying on the ground, screaming in pain.
âYou are courting death.â
He had a good relationship with the burly man, and now that he saw that the arm of the burly man was broken, his heart was filled with rage.
Luo Xuan was only a late stage Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm practitioner. If Fang Chen were to use his full strength, he would be able to defeat a martial artist at the peak of the Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm. Therefore, in front of Fang Chen, Luo Xuan was only so-so.
Just as Luo Xuan was shouting, Fang Chen pushed off with the tip of his feet, and his body instantly appeared in front of Luo Xuan.
After Fang Chen left, Luo Xuanâs body immediately became limp. He heaved a sigh of relief, and lightly wiped the sweat on his forehead.
If he was compared to his master, Gu Zong, was not inferior to Luo He. A Master Refiner and an alchemist master had an extremely high position.
Therefore, no matter how Luo Xuan hopped up and down, he was still a clown, and could not enter Fang Chenâs eyes.
At this moment, Fang Chen bid farewell to Qin Zhen and the other two, and returned to the Baimei Sword Sect.