Along the way, he looked at the miserable scenes around him. Gu Qing sighed lowly and swore secretly that this Burning Fist must not be used lightly.

Not to mention the backlash against oneself, this destructive power alone is a loss of life.

The firelight flickered, illuminating the way forward.

In a moment, Gu Qing saw the figure with torn clothes. He was lying on the ground that was half ashes and half yellow grass.

This is the edge of the destructive power of the Burning Fist.

With his soul thoughts condensed, he slowly approached the figure lying on the ground.

I saw that this man had no breath at all, and there were dried blood stains on the edges of his body.

Gu Qing waved one hand, throwing the flame in front of him, and at the same time, he sacrificed his red jade sword.

With the red jade sword in his hand, he gently stirred his body on the ground.

The body turned around, and a familiar face appeared.

Looking at this familiar face, Gu Qing was startled, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was the shameless person Song mentioned - Wu Chi.

A shattering sound came, and Wu Chi's body shattered in response.

The smell of blood spread everywhere, and Gu Qing only felt disgusted. With a wave of one hand, he shot out a ball of flame.

The flames howled and burned Wu Chi's broken body to ashes.
Chapter completed!